Winter piggy to make you smile…words
She was just a baby piglet
not even flesh and bones
but she did enjoy a winter day
playing in the snow
Picture: Pixabay
Posts tagged ‘snow’
Snow…a poem
snow lands
wherever it pleases
it piles up
one flake at a time
how amazing is that
snow is so powerful
it can close airports
stop traffic
and keep people indoors
it can become
figures on a front lawn
or round balls
used in a fight
snow can be fun
beautiful
or
deadly
and it does
all of those things
one flake
at a time
Photo: Deborah L. Carlson
Unsplash
Snow…
We, in the Chicago area, are supposed to get 11, yes, ELEVEN more inches of snow, starting this afternoon around four. That’s on top of the snow already on the ground. And more is coming.
What fun. Not!
A friend of mine called and said they are warning people that if they go out tonight to be sure and have food, water, blankets and a flashlight in their car. It’s never a good thing to hear that.
Apparently Mother Nature has been playing with us, leading us to believe that this was going to be one of the best winters ever. She started out with a fall ice storm and then calmed down and things have been blissful. Now, however, she’s decided that she’s been nice long enough, and all bets are off. Sigh.
It seems ridiculous that we can’t steer the planet. I mean then we could just turn it toward the SUN, once in awhile. It only seems fair. But no. The planet pretty much does whatever it feels like doing, and we’re just along for the ride. I mean it’s not as if we can go anywhere else, right? I still can’t believe we all live on a rock flying through space and all we do is kill everything. How crazy are we? Never mind, it was a rhetorical question.
Is it spring yet?
Photo: Aditya Vyas
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Snow…
she thought the world
must be ending
since it was snowing
so close to summer
but then she looked at the flakes
and knew they couldn’t help but fall
it’s not as if they fell on purpose
she thought
like everything else
snowflakes did
what they were programmed to do
never realizing that they would be gone
before they knew it
so she asked the flakes
to please be careful
of the new and tender leaves
of the buds
and wisps of living things
making their way through the soil
for their yearly chance at seeing
a ray of sunlight
and feeling a warm breeze
against their new born petals
she asked the flakes to be kind
but they looked at her sadly
and said
we are what we are
our path cannot be altered
anymore than yours
but we will land as gently as possible
and sing softly as we fall
and perhaps that will be enough
to calm your lovely garden
and warm your trembling heart
Rethinking Life 
Written
on April 17, 2020