overnight snow
Cookie is super-excited
Etna erupting
© Rachel Green December 2023
I don't feel joy when the snow falls
having lost my youthful innocence;
no more do I think of snowball fights
and the building of frozen men
then home to hot chocolate
and television by a roaring fire.
Now I think of trudging to the shops,
the inability to drive anywhere,
the inevitable flooding.
Frozen pipes, heating bills
and the misery of dog walking.
© Rachel Green December 2023
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