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 © Joseph Ress | Year Posted 2022
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