The temperature was a startlingly brisk 12 degrees or so this morning when I headed out of the house, but totally crisp, cool and dry, not to mention the sparkling sunshine. Nary a drop in sight. But if we do get precipitation, as we may well on Saturday, it will come down as snow if we’re lucky, and freezing rain if we’re not.
It was remembering that we had the whole, what would have been the last week of school before the winter break, off last year, that reminded me of snow days. A snow day once in a while is fun– five consecutive days of them not so much fun!
Prompt: “…take the phrase “(blank) Day,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write your poem.”
Time melts and oozes
Like Salvador Dali’s clocks–
We’re children once more.