Too much snow

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.




Published by Jayne

Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

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