Snow News Here

A Poem

While almost everyone but us is covered in a winter blanket of some sort,

We endure slashing — sometimes blinding — and near constant rain, cutting through the trees out back.

The Weather Dudes said we’d get some ice — or something funky — early this morning,

and I got my hopes all wound up just a little bit, I guess.

The temps just won’t hover near freezing like they used to,

when all we wanted was a snow day off from school.

These dank, grey days make the shy sun’s

occasional appearance a blinding cacophony of almost too much, but also not enough.

Climate change must be as real as scientists say.

I just wish Al Roker or any old local news crew

would deem my neighborhood worth filming, like they did back in the day.