poem, snow, snow plows, woe

Clearing the Roads, or Not

I'm thankful for the snow plows, even though I've been on the road for two and a half hours. The kids are in school, now. Where were you during the moments I cowered? Watching vehicles unable to slide their way up a slope. Slipping into this or hitting that. I'm not any better, I felt… Continue reading Clearing the Roads, or Not