As Soon as You See the First Flake
Of the first snow of the season falls,
You grab your camera and record
The first flakes on the boxwood.
Shivering on your porch.
Who doesn’t care how cold it is;
She will fetch as long as you will throw.
Have enough hay for the winter.
Blanket your house.
What the heck am I doing
Out in the cold
When I could be warm inside?