Under The Weather

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If I were snow,
I’d conspire with the wind.
We’d twirl and dance around your hat
and bite your ears and chin.
We’d nip your toes and make you stomp
your feet. I’d gather myself across the yard
and pile up around your car. If I were snow,
I’d work all night. In the morning fill your TV screen,
hang heavy on roof and eaves. The weight of me
would snap the trees. I’d cut the electricity, quick freeze
Facebook, Twitter, and all that social media
on which you graze. I’d block the roads. I’d keep your children
away from school. If I were snow,
you’d be stuck at home to fight the cold and flu.                                                                              .
From The Wolf Pack Moon
Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books®

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