Winter Is

Winter is like a refrigerator gone haywire Which arrives on the heels of an Abominable Snowman The display blinking as ice crystals Showing off her freezing prowess Scaring the timid into calling in sick Terrified of black ice or their insurance rates rising When they slide into a semi on their way to work. Winter is softened a bit by Kwanza, Hanukah and Christmas But only a tiny bit, for we are still leery of getting frostbitten toes if we get locked out and we are scared to death there might not be a Santa Claus or that we were bad enough to get only coal this year. Winter makes me smile as her ice cubes drop with loud angry cracking sounds as we scrape off our windshields.