Ode to Winter
by gillis
You are like a party guest who had too much to drink,
Overstayed their welcome,
Made boorish and rude comments to all the other guests,
Broke into the wine cellar and drank all the good stuff then
Trashed the parlor,
Spewed hatred and vitriol,
Staggered around, too wasted to leave
We had to put you up for the night
Then you sprained an ankle, couldn’t move
Laid up day after day
Week after week
You seemed strong enough to move on
We prepared for you to take your leave of us
Then you fell down the stairs
And apparently broke every
Bone in your body
We redecorated the guest room for you
Bought all of your favorite foods
In the hope that you would recover
Not sue us for negligence
And eventually move on
And still
Here you are
Don’t you have anywhere else to go?
Your observations about winter are on point and made me laugh. Hopefully his days are numbered,
One can only pray…