A Possible “Snownario”
The snow advisory upset the day;
Plans were underway for something fun.
Forecasters’ revised report wiped plans away;
A day ahead, predicted snow instead of sun.
A mood devoid of hope then followed this;
Anticipation was with uselessness replaced.
Nothing could measure up to what they’d miss.
The pleasure of the planning was erased.
A drive on slippery roads was seen forbidding,
And staying in seemed disappointing, drab.
The choice between the tense steering and skidding,
And ‘suck it up’ and don’t act like a crab.
Too bad we hadn’t thought to get the sled out,
To waste the lovely snow seems like a shame.
But we never thought to rise and get the lead out,
And missed out on enjoying snow that came.
©02/21/2011 Carol Morfitt