Snow

Snow Poem ¹

Monday’s snow is “Fuck, it’s snowed”
Tuesday’s snow is “Shit, I can’t go”
Wednesday’s snow is “traffic’s a nightmare”
Thursday’s snow is “I’m afraid I can’t get there”
Friday’s snow means “Work from home”
Saturday’s snow is “no food in Tesco”
But the snow that falls on us on a Sunday
   is “fluffy”,
      and “Pretty”
         and “Sod it, let’s play”