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.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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