Snow

I wanted to post this yesterday but this ancient computer I'm using temporarily wouldn't allow it!

Dear white, school-closing, frozen mess:



You make my feet cold and my patience thin.

You cause fighting, whining and lacks of motivation.

You come earlier every year and stay too long.

Your only beautiful as you fall.

Your aftermath dirties my car, my shoes, my rugs.

The weather man says the worst is yet to come.

You can miss us if you want I'll give you another shot

A happy resident of Ohio, right now, I am not.

To receive no further complaints just pass us by.

We'll get along without you, really, we'll be fine.



Sincerely,

Miss Frigid