Waiting for Snow
There’s something appealing
To waiting for snow,
Though Nature’s concealing
Just how it will go.
The weather predictions
State how much will fall,
But sometimes convictions
Won’t pan out at all.
The markets are crowded
With folks filling carts
As skies grow more clouded
Before it all starts.
As children may gather
Their boots and their sleds,
The grown-ups would rather
Stay snug in their beds.
Yet now we’re just waiting
To see that first flake,
For anticipating
Might be a mistake.
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