Mother Nature

Nor'easter, bearing down Come to whitewash, our little town Plans we had, have come to naught In Mother Nature's arms, we're caught We'll dig out, when she goes away But, it's so cold, it's no fun play We hope this is, the last we'll see But Mother Nature's, no still bee She throws her mischief, every where Drops in on lives, without a care What can you do, she's in charge And when she stomps you, those boots are large We'll try to appease her, come the spring With flowers, and plants, and birds that sing As for now, we'll watch her show Warm inside, by fires glow