Snow

The English have one word for snow

It’s snow

I bet you didn’t know

For years, you’ve called it sleet

It gave you cold feet

You called it powder

Wizz 

It made you feel slushy

When you fell in that

Charlie

And hoovered it up

Sorry, I’m thinking of drugs

It’s a hazard of winter

It plays with emotions

And troubles the waters

And helps me remember

Happier times that I’d rather forget

The perils of the season

I know how you’re feeling

Thoughts

Winter continues.

Having fun in Switzerland a long time ago.

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