Holy Cow

With my newish snow shovel

I boldly ventured outside

To do something useful

Or to have at least tried

With the snow being quite deep

Up well past my knees

My initial reaction was

“Holy cow” and “Oh holy jeez!”

But on reflection, the snow

Was a most pleasant sight

Making a dull grey winter garden

Become a shinning delight

With it even brightening

The darkness of night,

 

Realizing how I’d been blessed

And to show my appreciation

I thoughtfully suppressed

My initial shoveling inclination 

And let beauty rest

A decision I felt

Was for the best

Although this yet to pass

The ‘wife wants it done’ test

With that possible upcoming issue

Still to be addressed

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is hilarious! I love it! I thought I'd heard all the excuses by now, but yeah -- let nature abide! Hell yeah! That's exactly why I don't tear out all the dry rotting brambles from my garden, becuz I'm taking advantage of natural insulation, protecting the root balls against frost. This poem captures your "doddering old fart" persona with great affection! Not only do we never shovel snow here, but also with a mere inch of rain all year, I never need to towel down wet dogs. Here's hoping your new year goes light on the white stuff (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Dave Brown]

"Doddering old fart!!?!!"

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, chores have to be done, snow has to be shoveled, nature has to be moved around or destroyed for one reason or another...but now sad is that?
Don't we wish to experience the beauty for awhile before we mar it?

[Dave Brown]

Especially this year with close encounters still being an issue
Hopefully it can't last forever
Stay safe and have a good Christmas season

[ArundassTP]

Written beautifully, keep it up.

[Dave Brown]

UR2 kind
Thanks for taking time 2 review