A World I Don't Know Under All that Snow

  
     There’s a world under all that snow
        a world I’d like to get to know

      Lots of bug-type critters, I imagine
         sporting faces dark and ashen

       No, no – that won’t do
          winter must be positive too

       Perhaps they’re playing hearts or bridge
          downing cold drinks from the fridge

       Or watching ‘Bug-TV’ from makeshift couches
           of leaves, twigs or damp grass with their spouses

        Every Spring I promise myself to ask them what gives underground
            Maybe this is the year when that question I propound
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Kingston Avatar
March 14, 2026 at 7:41 PM
Don't forget the salamanders, turtles, and frogs probably passed out on an underground mud log. What cold drinks are they enjoying? I just thought of one, ICED tea. ( TEE HEE) What a fun, terrific poem, I love to read it and the wonderful picture it creates. It would be fun to draw. Just too cute Gershon
Etgen-Baker Avatar
February 11, 2026 at 3:49 PM
I have a whole new appreciation for the bugs and critters who live in our flower beds......one of their spider friends bit me the other day while Iwas pulling weeds and tilling the soil....boo hiss
Elliott Avatar
February 5, 2026 at 10:21 AM
Cute one, Gershon. Reminds me of when my sister lost her teddy bear hamster in the backyard. About 6 months later I was bringing our pet rabbits in their hutches their water and food. It was twilight. All of a sudden my sister’s hamster popped out from a small hole in the ground and I brought him back to my sister. So bugs having little abodes underground are just as whimsical a story. Shalom ~
Wolf Avatar
February 5, 2026 at 7:56 PM
And where do the ducks in Central Park, NYC go for the winter? ~ Holden Caulfield. P.S. Thanks for sharing such a cute story. ~ gw
Lawless Avatar
February 5, 2026 at 5:01 AM
They're probably wondering what the old guy upstairs is doing....
Cunningham Avatar
February 5, 2026 at 3:19 AM
Makes me think of Honey I shrunk the kids lol. Tom
Crandall Avatar
February 4, 2026 at 9:23 PM
This is a great poem - I Iike insects!
Wolf Avatar
February 5, 2026 at 7:57 PM
Now I know what was bugging me...
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