Thoughts Executed

Winter weather threatens leaks
In unprotected frozen plumbing;
Also poem-posting streaks
If wi-fi fails. In case that’s coming
I’ll pend this for just before
The stroke of twelve tomorrow night.
I may be weak, infirm and poor
As Lear, yet hear me, storm: I’ll write!

Postscript: Nothing went awry
Inside, as far as I can tell.
The snowy roofs blend into sky
But kept the cold out fairly well.
No ice collapsed our power grid,
No fallen limbs eclipsed our light.
I can’t recall when last we did
Less everything through Sunday night!
We’re safe and warm, so that’s all right.

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About Michael

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One Response to Thoughts Executed

  1. Judy says:

    Good planning, Michael. We loved your snow photos. We all are snug by the portable heater here, in wet and cold Coronado. Jnj k/

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