The Blizzard
The snow, its been a long time coming. High drifts, cold - low visibility. Stay home is the cry. Stay off the roads. Warm houses, supplies, everything to keep one comfortable. How about the homeless, are they cared for? Children love it, so they can play in it. But not this one, too hard on everyone. Ain't seen this type of storm since the forties. Not even sure they are the same. Want to believe God is with us. Want to believe we are safe. Everything closed and shut down. What will I do while the storm is going on? Play computer games, read or write. Perhaps watch TV or sleep. Not much one can do, til it's over. But safe, that's the ticket. Safe and warm.
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