Snow Blizzard of 1987
black ice terrifies me
my headlights are frosted over
impatient relatives are waiting
a four hour trip turns into a six hour trip
snow blizzard of 1987, no phones back then
My teeth chatter when I remember my fear
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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