New England Winters

You can boast of California, 
And Hilton Head as well,
California’s gotten rotten
Florida’s hot as Hell.

So let me struggle with the snow,
And bundle ‘gainst the cold
I’ll live up here in Yankee land
Until I’m too damned old.

Shoveling’s not much fun, but
Winter’s  cold and snappy. 
Watch sledding kids upon a hill.
Defines the meaning: ’happy’.

Then later, when I’m feeble
And stumble as I go
I’ll think about resigning
But my spirit tells me No!

One thing our winters surely do,
Without a lot of noise, 
It helps the world to separate
The real men from the boys.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Lawless Avatar
January 23, 2022 at 6:08 PM
Been here for 76 years and it still amazes me.....the weather, the thrill, and the shoveling....not that I'm 76. Your poem captures the nuance and nature of a New Englander....
Ress Avatar
January 24, 2022 at 10:30 AM
Thanks, John. Brrr...
Hankins Avatar
January 23, 2022 at 9:39 AM
Joseph, I loved how your poem flowed along so nicely from beginning to end, maintained your theme, and with superb rhyming. All in all, a real winner. Good writing. I hope to see more of your work.
Ress Avatar
January 24, 2022 at 10:29 AM
Thanks, Milton. I have a couple of other poems that I'm thinking of posting, but they may be too politically controversial, so I'll bide my time. Thanks again.
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