Saturday's Blizzard

There's little or nothing to do, it's a February rainy day, Danny molds Batman out of brown clay; snow is melting after Saturday's blizzard... I spot a hopping lizard chase a scary hoopoo... that has a broken wing and fears to be prey! I strum on my steel guitar a new melody unique and sad... who knows it might be a symphony with the simplest melody; I'll add lyrics, thinking they are swords that scare and defeat vicious warlords! I play it on a snowy night in January when no sounds are heard and thoughts aren't muffled... by the presence of a gentle wind that doesn't scatter the snow and goes far to caress with its cold breath a jealous star! There's little or nothing to do on this rainy February's day, this guitar keeps me company and strumming its strings, it gets me through this long Saturday's blizzard; nobody will wake up: they are chasing dreams, nobody will see my monotony... but Jessica who listens sends me a Kudo!