I didn't get a picture of Victoria's car stuck. So stuck.
because we were busy shoveling, shoving, etc to no avail till
my brother came to help!
The bright side...
I simply could not come up with a third-last line for this poem
till then😅
On a regular basis tot asks for 'window up?'
...remembering the good old days of no snow
Sometimes they ask for picnics outside and I say someday...
Someday we’ll fling our windows wide
And let the glorious outdoors in
The wind will warm the countryside
Where we will all be starry-eyed
To see another spring begin
Someday we’ll take our tea outdoors
And set a table in the yard
Neath leaf-laced limb, on green grass floors
While robins sing and sunshine pours
Like scenes on a vintage postcard
Someday without a second thought
We will not need the time it takes
To bundle up each toppling tot
No missing mitten to be sought
No floor dotted with snow-melt lakes
Someday no knee-deep white on white
No breath-clouds on the chill-sharp air
No field and garden tucked in tight
Beneath a blanket of starlight
No icy walkways to beware
Someday we’ll lie with eyes half-shut
On banks beside the brimming brook
No more shov’ling ‘cause car-is-stuck
For winter will be nothing but
A picture in a storybook
© Janet Martin
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!