I had a feeling
A long, beautiful fall
With an Indian summer
But that was blown away
By an early winter blizzard
Causing schools to be closed
And even more havoc for drivers
You cannot fool Mother Nature
But she will never stop with us
We are to be kept in place
Regardless of the price
We have to pay which is
Sometimes greater than
What we planned
We accept our fate
Sometimes on a high and
Often on a low
Monday’s light will show us
What we are up against
There will be sore muscles
Possible frostbite
Cold fingers and toes
It is never easy
These firsts of every season
Tell us we should have prepared
Now it is night and we hear noises
Pine cones hitting the house
The wind ferociously blowing
Unseen damage and a hollow feeling
Six to eight trips up and down the driveway
With the snow-blower clearing the way
A break for hot coffee, then
A trip to the bedroom for
A long winter’s nap, even though
It is over two weeks until winter
Could Indian summer have a chance?
We will wait and see
All things are possible however unlikely
Stay strong my friends
This is just the beginning
Stanski
December 6, 2021 ^
Steve Haarman 