The Unexpected Blizzard of Early Fall

A restless lark seeks her lost brood, Jack Frost is in a very somber mood; wouldn't he prefer more fluffy snow, watch it glitter with a happy glow? It's Monday, there's no school today; Mary and Bill will be dashing away... skating downhill, screaming aloud, keeping pace with the fastest cloud! The frozen boughs of stooping willows dazzle more than crystals of chandeliers, lingering white flakes add the final touch; Isn't this pure magic by a drunken witch? Their sister Loreen is too busy baking cookies as the coffee is slowly brewing, she'll invite the neighbors and chat.. keeping an eye on that hungry cat! The unexpected blizzard of early Fall has left a big frown of wonder on all, " Don't trust Nature when it is calm, be on the lookout when clouds roam! " Written on 8/26/2016