Missing The Snow

Missing The Snow

by Lord R.e. Taylor

It is coming anytime

You do not want it

But it comes anyway

Think about it this way

Say you grew up with snow

You walked uphill to school in it

Snowmen grew to ten feet

And snowballs hit every inch of you

Now imagine you move to a place

Palm trees in every yard

And not a snowflake ever falls

Yeah, you can look at pictures

But it is not the same

You will miss the snow and the cold

And maybe even the snowballs

So, all you can do is remember

Sometimes, maybe watch a video

That will be the best you can do

© Poem – XXII/XI/MMXXIV

LRET