Tag : snow

Memory of Keweenaw


It’s a dark and dreary day.
I hope it snows and snows and snows.
I’d like to be snowed in.
Not just me, of course,
there’d be you, too.
That’s why I’d like
to be snowed in.
Snow would be
halfway up the windows.
No one could get in.
We’d have food
maybe a little wine
and a fire
and each other.
That’s enough.
I hope it snows.