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.
