The sky behind the house is black,
in front, a shade of scarlet.
Expect a violent storm attack
which might be rain
more likely snow
so we’ll be stuck indoors again.
I spare a thought for for my dear friend
across the pond in Illinois
and other States that have no joy,
where the weather trend
is set to get colder by the minute.
I pray a clement thaw will save
the menagerie and its caring slave.
May a little bit of warmth caress
them from first light to sundown.
while those fierce winds address
their attention to the Arctic –
not much there to mind
the winter blast, just a pair
of seals and the odd polar bear.
I truly had not a clue to what to do with the wordle words until I read the awe-inspiring post of Celie at The Kitchen’s Garden. Then I was off with this empathetic ditty. Fleece-lined pixie-hood on the needles. !