Winter's Wonderland
"Winter's Wonderland" The beauty of a winter's snow is fine When days of sun and play ensue Yet this season's deluge doth not imbue A bucolic serenity within my mind. Of forty days and forty nights Of ice and snow that never ends For those who visit, it serves a fright Of snow so deep and roofs which bend. With a stoical sigh and a stolid look With rake and hammer I climb up high Ascending the roof for reasons why Clearing a way for reindeer that fly. Yet none shall need cleared a landing pad For Santa's schedule is so very well planned His visit came before all the snow we've had Now on a tropical beach is he in sun and sand. And while I make ice cubes of glaciers on high Watching them plummet with pleasure and glee I listen for the birds and hear not a cry In their migration next fall will likely be me. - Christen Bustani This was written after having spent the better part of yesterday morning trying to clear snow and ice