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
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