That time of year
When there’s a mixture of everything
10cm of wet snow this morning
Rain this afternoon
Meaning lots of slush ahead

Above zero for the next few days
A mountain of the white stuff
Came crashing off the roof yesterday
On to the barbecue below
Obviously not pushed out far enough

A different kind of Groundhog Day
As another trip to Walmart
Added to the forecast
Not the tickle we were expecting
Or looking for


© Feb. 27, 2021

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02/27/2021

Author's Note: No barbecue was harmed in the writing of this poem; only the cover.

Posted on 02/27/2021
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