Christmas 2022
My Christmas Letter
Christmas Eve morning & forecasters' warning
Snow squalls & high winds for the next 24
Stay put, don't leave home, or even open your door!
The storm it was massive and snow fell in loads
Piling drifts and ice masses on highways & roads
With no end to its havoc for the next few days
The best way to travel would be riding on sleighs.
Not heeding advice, I opened my screen door
Peering at drifts created the night before
The wind blew a gust, and the door it did thrust.
With hinges now broken, the screen door's ajar
Crookedly hanging so it won't close too far.
Our trip was delayed and finally ditched
(Better the trip in the ditch than ourselves, we admit)
But one was determined to fight thru the storm
And planned to bring dinner to all we forlorn.
In marched our hero bearing crockpot afore
With roast beef and potatoes, and veggies galore
Then ventured he out in the storm once more
To gather the others for the meal instore.
Our meal was delicious did everyone say
As all had brought food that they'd cooked for the day.
Meatballs from Leena and Erin brought drinks
Lea had salad and shrimp, pearly pinks.
The last bites were swallowed as Jeff looked outside
Snow falling much thicker he woefully eyed.
For everyone's safety he was quick to decide
T'was time to be going for those needing a ride.
No time for the coffee or cakes we agreed
Leftovers packed for each person's need.
Feet shoved into boots and coats flung onto backs
And into the storm of the night cold & black.
Presents unopened in the living room wait
For the day when the storm finally decides to abate.
We'll wait until then, what else can we do?
For all through the night it snowed and it blew.
Christmas Day
This morning's no better with the wind's steady blow
My neighbor's out clearing my driveway of snow.
I feared that my back door had frozen quite tight
But it opened and closed to my grateful delight.
The front door still opens at least for a foot
An exit it offers but I'd soon be caput.
I'd sink into snow should I venture that route
Trying in vain to find my way out.
My front deck is buried within 4-foot-high drift
The bench totally immersed & not possible to shift.
What I'm needing right now at my snow-covered hovel
Is someone of strong back with a huge, great big shovel!
Going to take out the garbage tonight
The back door did open, but then not shut tight.
I called for assistance that thankfully came
From Bill & his son though I don't know his name.
He used all his strength to pull the door tight
So now I'll sleep safely in bed tonight!
Boxing Day
The storm has now broken but the sky's still grey,
But to exit outside I still have no way.
My arm is so tender and achingly sore
From battling last night with frozen back door.
I'm patiently waiting for stores to unlock
Home Depot, I'm hoping storm doors are in stock.
I'll buy one real quick, the top of the line
For price is no object at this point in time.
Thank you & sorry for the hokey rhymes & irregular line scans!
About the Creator
Lea Springer
I'll be leaving Vocal for a while. Thank you to all for the great reads & comments on mine. I may be back this winter. Al the best to you everyone. Look for my new book "Where the Bush Planes Flew" on Amazon soon to be published.
Comments (1)
Ha, love this, anyone who has battled the weather storms can relate.