Snow Snow Snow
SNOW,SNOW,SNOW"
I'm stuck in the house again.
Blowing snow that freezes skin.
Burning wood to stay warm.
Covered with snow in the next morn.
Thank God we were ready when it came.
The storm of the century will never been the same.
Everything is white and covered with snow.
When we get out of the yard we don't know.
So hope we're not stuck for very long.
Hopeing my faith stays strong.
Teresa Skyles
The storm of the century here in Oklahoma.
Copyright © T.A. Skyles-Theoklapoet | Year Posted 2011
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