Snow Syndrome

From time to time when the sun sulks and turns away its face in a huff, It sends a chill spiraling down earth’s core and renders the sky grim and gray. Then winter wakes up from its sojourn and unleashes its white boisterous beasts, in collusion with roaring wild winds, upon unwary earthlings and spreads its snare as far as the eyes can see. Armed with a sturdy shovel and in my full battle gear with stiff joints and back ache to back me up at best, I am ready to take on the beasts! ~11/19/15 ~"Snow" contest by Shadow Hamilton