A poem (Based on a joke my Dad likes to tell).
For Tuesday.
Because . . .
He went out as the morning sun,
Made new snow glisten bright.
The world was still, the air was cold
The storm passed with the night.
He carefully prepared his mount
With blankets and with tack,
The snow had stopped, the wind had died
He had cattle now to check.
The two of them moved carefully
Into the world of white.
Their breath streamed out behind them
Making clouds in morning light.
But it wasn’t long before he stopped
And looked about him there.
Then pulled his ‘cell phone from his coat
And dialled his wife with care.
“Hi, Hon!” he said with chatt’ring teeth,
Just thought I’d give a call,
To let you know I’m heading back,
Things don’t look good at all.”
“The snow out here’s too deep,” he said.
“It’s cold and wet, I’ve found.
It’s reached the tops of both my boots
It’s hard to get around.”
His puzzled wife said to her man.
“Your boot tops aren’t tall.
“I don’t see how a drift that deep
Could hamper you at all.”
Her husband frowned, “They don’t,” he said.
“Well, they don’t bother me.
But this poor horse I’m sitting on.
He simply cannot see.”
Faith and Begorrah! That photo. Surely it's the work of leprechauns? Love the poem. I was right there with him.
ReplyDeleteHeehee! I often wonder about that picture . . .
DeleteHahaha! Can't argue with his conclusion :)
ReplyDeleteYeah. I'd quit, too . . .
DeleteThat picture of your father is so funny, and sadly could actually have been taken in Boston this year.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the laugh, I really needed it today.
I understand that Boston got it's share and that of many, many other states and/or provinces. Sorry 'bout that!
DeleteOh Diane....I had a good belly laugh at the last line.
ReplyDeleteDidn't it just sound like my dad?!
DeleteOh that poor horse! I've heard of snow that deep, but simply can't imagine it here in my sunny world. Even seeing it on TV doesn't really drive it home.
ReplyDeleteYou're right. It's something you have to experience!
DeleteWow! I can't imagine snow that deep. The deepest I've ever seen it was when we lived in KY and it snowed three feet one time when the kids were really little. That's one of the reasons I moved here. It's snowed twice in 4 years. The funny thing is we had 3 inches here and they shut down everything and called in the NATIONAL GUARD for 3 inches!!! My husband's plant was shut down for three days! I absolutely loved this poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rena! 3 inches?! Man, they'd be out every single day here in Edmonton in the winter! And in the spring . . .
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