Winter in Indiana

Is a confusing blend of possibilities

And patterns

There will be snow

Sooner or later

A little or a lot

 

Wind will cause grief

But rarely damage

The ice will send many to the hospital

Few to the morgue

Still we’ll chatter intently

About the rain and the snow

The cold sunny days

And the joy

Of a four season state

 

 

© Gayle Force Press 2008

 

 

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