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THE ICE STORM

Winter is here with its cold and snow. Well, not so much snow this year, just lots of cold. I am reminded of a time many years ago of experiencing my first ice storm. I remember how beautiful it was, with everything coated in ice. It was not fun to be out there in the danger of tree branches giving way and ice threatening every step. My thought was: stay home and drink a hot cup of cocoa.

THE ICE STORM

Snow falls, the trees wear their blanket of white.
Rooftops are covered in canopy bright.

How lovely the sight of the new fallen snow.
Everything’s white and so clean. How it glows.

Winter winds blow; there’s a chill in the air.
Look all around; there’s ice everywhere!

Tree branches creak at their cold, icy guest.
The air cracks, the limb falls. They could not resist.

Roads glow with dark patches of glass no one sees
Until it’s too late. Drivers skid on the freeze.

Houses and cars become icicle farms,
Plying the world with diamond-like charms.

Sit back and relax as the snow keeps you home.
There’s nothing to do for once more winter’s come.
2004