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Skyways

Temps are freezing, but the locals Do not care a whit. They leave their jackets at their desks And onward they do flit... To coffee shops and hair salons, To newsstands, stores and banks And for this huge convenience, To whom do they owe their thanks? Designers of the skyways, Who were clever, smart and bold, Creating walkways (glass-enclosed) To block the rain and cold. So those in Minneapolis Who know their way around Move easily from place to place And never touch the ground. To visitors, alas, this maze Is daunting, so the cost Of trying is to either freeze Or end up getting lost!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 12/19/2017 11:36:00 AM
Like moles above the frozen earth. We norski's know what warmth is worth. We may get lost in our own maze. But the frost on us will no longer faze. :)
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