Old Man Winter

Old Man Winter Poem.

Old Man Winter was never a beginner, he arrived like a pro and dropped a foot of snow.

The stores were closed, everyone was hosed.

The electric was out, my aching gout.

The Misses called with a very loud shout, I was thoroughly appalled when she  bawled me out.

I thought I must hustle to find the snow shovel.

I dug and dug, but I got no hug.

I was singing tenor, the handle gave me a splinter.

I threw down the shovel, I was in such a hustle.

I went in the house, and sat by a mouse.

I fell into a snooze, without any booze.

When I awoke, I knew I was broke.

The Misses was gone, it was almost dawn.

The abode was bare, except for my chair.

The house was cold, it would have to be sold.

I knew it was over, then I saw Rover.

I had some hope, I knew I could cope.

I saw the light, everything was bright.

I knew I could survive and not take a dive.

I had to succeed cause I never would plead.

Old Man Winter, he blew in the cold, not even a splinter would make me fold.

Author: Steve

I believe what is spoken from the heart and soul speaks volumes about who we really are. When our heart and soul becomes overpowered by ego, anger, deception and insincerity, we often speak foolishly. If actions and words are not from our innermost being we are not who we want to be. I believe in speaking from the heart and soul, I've found most folks prefer genuine people. I encourage you to listen to your heart and soul, to speak of the things that have brought light and wisdom into your life. The topics I present are heartfelt and come from years of experience with life, research and common sense. I extend my sincere wishes for the best to come your way. Thank you God for uplifting traits within us all that brings out the best of who we are. I look forward to your comments.

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