A Stupid Poem for Winter
What is this stuff?
What is this snow?
Why is it white?
We just don’t know
It covers our feet,
it covers our toes,
it hangs from the branches,
it hangs from our nose
It causes our hubby
to climb on the roof
We fear he will fall
and chip off a toof
It causes fat ice dams;
our windows start leaking
and husband on ladder
a-starts me to freaking
The kids have been home
for nigh 30 days,
Ergo my new wrinkles
and so many new grays
Do they go outside
to build a snow fort?
Do they learn how to ski,
start a new winter sport?
No, it’s the digital age,
they are plugged into their iPods,
They watch Netflicks and Hulu
and get very soft iBods.
I really am tired of bad winter luck,
If the snow doesn’t stop,
you’ll hear me scream “I’m moving to Florida!”
But I hate it there, too.
It’s funny because it’s true. (sent from roof)
It’s Groundhog Day!
HILARIOUS!!!
I’m from NE Ohio — friend of Michelle Culley. Now we live in NC. It was 70 here yesterday when you got another load of snow. Spring is coming!!!! PROMISE!
Thanks, Karen, for reading. I lived in Kent for 19 years and Joe was my roomie long ago, before he married Michelle. Please SEND US SOME SUNSHINE! We actually had a lot of sun today. Still 6′ mounds of densely-packed snow on either side of my driveway, though. Visit my blog any time–you can even subscribe! (I’m new to blogging and looking for a readership).
kamper, try a little harder:
it’s funny cause it’s the troof,
i post this comment from the roof.
now, get yer mind off wintertime……
ptd
Ah, but the snow is so beautiful. It’s magic. I try to hold onto that idea, because we have a lot of it, too. “Enjoy winter while you’re in it and summer when it’s here” is the way to happiness in a northern climate. 😉
Spring will come. It always does.
It is almost here, Martha! Sunny in the day. Mud season. Everybody is tapping their maples for sugaring. The sap is starting to flow down in us all.