Old man winter crept in like a thief Just to deposit a sample of grief, I never expected this foul display, Winter has stolen my happy away. With hardly any fall at all it crept in And I wasn't ready for it to begin, Early winter brought a gift this year That no one living has seen here. Fast freezing rain crusted everything Just to preview the misery it'd bring, The storm transformed to my surprise Into a blustering snowstorm of epic size. It snowed for a fortnight without a pause Then old man winter clinched icy jaws And lay a thick quilt of ice over the snow Just to add layers to my woes I know. My rinky-dink telephone has no dial tone And goodies in the pantry are long gone, I may starve before the snow melts away And all they'll find is my bones someday. I was watching a sudser and power died, Soap operas were keeping me occupied, Now all I can hear is my teeth clicking And all I can watch is the clock ticking. I don't know how long I can endure this, Comfort food and warmth I dearly miss, I'm out of leftover cornbread from a pan And freezing to death was never a plan. There is only one thing left to do I guess As I wait to be saved from winter's mess, I'm gonna eat some cold beans from a can Then lying dormant in bed is my plan. I won't get up till they turn on the juice And old man winter's declared a truce, Quilts are piled high on my feather bed, Under them I'll lay till rescued are dead. ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 12-23-08 Song title: "Linnen Hall" Return   Poetry By Ken   Guestbook   Email Ken To send this page to someone