No snow day
Ronald J. Curell Sept. 2020
Woke up real early, saw snow drifting down,
two feet perhaps more was covering the ground.
I was thinking of all the things to do, build a snowman, ride a sled,
Perhaps snuggle back under the blankets become a sleepyhead.
possibilities were endless on how to spend the day,
Watch TV, play a game …. go outside possibly inside stay.
I pondered all the options no reading, writing or arithmetic,
But then reality set in, and it truly made me sick,
“no snow day this year,” mom said “time to go back to your room.
you are having class every day, by something known as Zoom.”
Ronald J. Curell Sept. 2020
Woke up real early, saw snow drifting down,
two feet perhaps more was covering the ground.
I was thinking of all the things to do, build a snowman, ride a sled,
Perhaps snuggle back under the blankets become a sleepyhead.
possibilities were endless on how to spend the day,
Watch TV, play a game …. go outside possibly inside stay.
I pondered all the options no reading, writing or arithmetic,
But then reality set in, and it truly made me sick,
“no snow day this year,” mom said “time to go back to your room.
you are having class every day, by something known as Zoom.”
