The Peppermans Understanding of Old Man Winter

I OPENED A DOOR, 
TO WIND AND SNOW 
OLD MAN WINTER 
AND TEMPS 20 BELOW. 
TO BE IN HIS PRESENCE,
WAS INCREDIBLE THRILL. 
TO HEAR HIM SPEAK, 
JUST GAVE ME THE CHILLS. 
I WAS OFFERED A WINE, 
DERIVED FROM RICE. 
OLD MAN WINTER 
HAD A BOURBON WITH ICE. 
OLD MAN WINTER 
HAS A REALLY TOUGH ROLE. 
HIS EARTHLY HOME, 
IS BLOW THE SOUTH POLE. 
OLD MAN WINTER 
IS IMPORTANT TO ALL. 
HE CONDUCTS BUSINESS, 
AFTER THE FALL.
HE READIES THE GROUNDS, 
FOR THE ARRIVAL OF SPRING. 
AND ALL THE WONDERFUL, 
THINGS SHE BRINGS. 
SUMMER WILL FINISH, 
WHAT SPRING HAS SPRUNG. 
FALL WILL HARVEST, 
AND THE CYCLE IS DONE. 
I BEGAN FEELING COMFY, 
IN THIS PALACE OF ICE. 
I POURED SOME MORE WINE, 
DERIVED FROM RICE. 
I LISTENED TO OLD MAN, 
WINTERS SPEECH, 
AND HOW IMPORTANT 
IT IS TO TEACH. 
IT IS ESSENTIAL, 
TO UNDERSTAND, 
OUR ROLE ON EARTH, 
AS MODERN MAN.
I ENJOYED HIS LECTURE, 
ON THE CYCLE OF LIFE. 
AS I FINISHED MY WINE, 
DERIVED FROM RICE. 
IT WAS TIME TO MOVE ON, 
IT WAS TRULY A PLEASURE. 
I APPRECIATE WINTER, 
AND ALL TYPES OF WEATHER.


MICHAEL E. HARRIS
02112017
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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April 6, 2017 at 2:55 PM
Makes me smile, Michael. : )
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