Looking back, to the time, when the clouds were soft, the sky was blue and the weather warm Looking back, with yearning, stomach churning, simply because It was a time of elation, happiness of sorts, when only running around, in very short shorts Never one worry of freezing or even several times sneezing
Summer, the season I worship Summer, the time I can in peace sit Summer, the state of light and colour Summer, winter really has left me a bummer!
Reminiscing the good times, as always, that is what memories are about It might have rained sometimes, been even too damned hot, but still I shout “Summer, please come back again and as soon as possible, Help me get out of this wintry white hole!”
Today, the snow fell, hard Going outside, didn’t seem so smart Even dressing up for the weather reminiscent of art Opening the door, looking at the falling snow, pouring all over the inside floor Trying to find a brush or shovel, before the snow inside turns into a puddle Nothing to it, just some elbow grease and a lot of muscle I really need to make it on the double and move with a quick hustle And to beat the overwhelming weather Trying not to get lost out there, so using a tether Pushing, brushing, sneezing, pressing on, trying to stay ahead But the elements keep fighting back in stead More and more snow coming down My face is not an upside frown, but one of a beaten clown Removing all this pure white substance seems a moot point And soon enough I am lost to the last joint
“Someone, please come and rescue me For I am stuck in this frozen watery stuff, you see!”
Finally, giving up Making my way through the trenches with a huff and puff Cannot fight those damned weather gods Today, is the day, you can say: We are snowed in, hibernating, like frogs