Blizzard

Down from North bitter winds blow, bearing great clouds pregnant with snow. Whirling, swirling, whipping past, the blurry blizzard is scheduled to last. Way below zero the temperatures fall – frostbite a danger waiting for all. People shovel in parkas thick covered with snow in just a click. Coming inside with frozen toes, sodden clothing, and frozen nose all one wants is a warm, cozy nook, cup of hot chocolate and favorite book. I’ll stay inside and watch it blow - my easy chair is safe from the snow.