There’s too much snow

It’s to my knees

and everything I need

is hidden below

I have to plant seeds,

side the house

and these gutters

won’t clean themselves

My days are spent salting and shoveling.

Cringing from the snow

that fell in my boot

I liked it in the beginning

I liked it during winter

but now

it’s just too much.

-Saschia Johnson

Someone do a spring dance please. I don’t one but I’m willing to learn.