First Snow
We drove to our house
In a dusting of snow,
Surprising us all
With its sudden swift show.
We got out the shovels
And cranked up the heat,
Then covered the deck chairs
To make things complete.
But meanwhile my sister,
A Florida gal,
Was about to go swim
In her too-hot locale.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2018
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