Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Some Stubborn Snow

Some stubborn snow
Just will not go;
It likes to hang around.
It’s laying low
But as we know
It uglifies the ground.

For city air
Makes white snow rare.
Each day the heaps get grayer;
And those that care
Might even dare
To blame it on the mayor.

Yet very soon
(Perhaps by June)
The sun will melt those piles
And we’ll commune
Each snow-free noon
With spring-like beaming smiles.

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Tim Smith March 26, 2017 at 5:04 PM Maybe you'll get the rains we had and it will wash it all away. Ilene Bauer March 30, 2017 at 3:26 PM yes, eventually we did, tim! thanks for the comment...

Robert Johnson March 26, 2017 at 4:48 PM Hi ilene, don't break out those white pants yet. :) Those piles can still get bigger. Aren't I funny. :) I don't remember if it's he see's his shadow or the other way around. Let's just give him a carrot and appease his ill will. :) Ilene Bauer March 30, 2017 at 3:27 PM hey robert! my white pants are still buried in the back of my closet and i think they'll be there for another few weeks. good to hear from you...

Jan Allison March 26, 2017 at 4:44 PM I am sure the kids will be smiling when the pristine snow first arrives but when it drags on it causes so many issues especially for travel:-( Love the imagery of the grey snow I can just picture it - hope its gone well before June!:-) hugs jan xx Ilene Bauer March 30, 2017 at 3:28 PM thanks, jan! most of it is gone by now and hopefully, that was the last of it, but you never know...