Winter is coming again to my Indiana home by Eric Wooding

by Eric Wooding

Winter is coming again to my Indiana home

I cannot honestly say I welcome its return

I do not

The scraping and scooping

Highways twinkle deviously…causing tires to lose their grip

And drivers to lose their cool

Winter is coming again and as it comes it alters things

Schedules

Events

Wardrobes

Mobility

Children and teachers alike wait anxiously every morning post snowfall

Hoping beyond hope to have the day off

Alas even that isn’t the same….curse you technology

What a curmudgeon I’ve become

I blame you Winter but it’s me

No one … not even you can make me feel or behave a certain way without my consent

So I vow here and now YOU SHALL NOT HAVE IT THIS YEAR

I will choose to see the beauty around me….for me…..IN ME

And I will look for it in you…..whether you are a stunning sky or snowdrifts high

Even if you be an ice storm, I will cherish the fireplace warm, and consider the sunset’s charm

Come ahead then Winter….of thee I sing…..until I start to hum the songs of SPRING!