Storm Foretold

In my big easy chair I'm curled;
Served by electronic world.
The heavy snows forecast have come,
But these strong walls protect me from
The cold, as snowflakes mesmerize.

I gaze through window, then at screen.
Heaviest snows in years are seen
Through both.I watch the hungry birds,
Thankful I'd heeded warning words
About this storm before my eyes.

I filled my freezer, bought bird seed;
Anticipating every need
In case I should become snowbound
When foretold snowstorm rolled around.
My mind recalls the former years.

The years when Daddy's brain and brawn
Were what we had to rely on.
No TV Weatherman to tell
The depth of snow before it fell.
With Dad on watch we had no fears.

He seemed to know without TV
How long the winter storm would be.
Our pantry was pre-filled with food,
The big box over-flowed with wood.
No storm could catch him unprepared.

He saw with his wise weather-eye
If clouds would stay or roll on by.
And when a blizzard he deemed due,
He'd say "No school today, for you".
Thus from the danger we were spared.

I doubt the Weatherman can know
As much as Daddy did of snow.

By: Joyce 01/06/03