As winter flaunts
its constitutional right,
temperatures plummet
through the night.
Promised snow
drawing near; the worst
of the season soon to be here.
As expected, wicked winds
will test our humanity.
We will question why,
the here and now, protest
inexplicably, then accept
facts and fate anyhow.
What else can we do?
We anticipate spring, or
summer, when our
attitude or circumstances
will surely be better.
Until then, all we can do
is dress for the weather.

01/19/2019                                         j.g.l.