really like that ma’am!
Is your snow gone yet? Lots has melted here today. Still some big piles from the plows
The poem caught me with its simple profoundness or profundity...it’s good.
Snow hasn’t fallen for probably two weeks and there’s still snow on the ground. It’s been repeatedly compacted and frozen and now it’s just stubborn. It’s even rained and the snow clings like a welfare loafer waiting for a raise from BHO.