I am a writer. My passion is poetry. I feel words connect people together and help us to understand the feelings we share.
Surprise snowfall is a poem about her falling asleep with a snow forecast of 1 to 3 inches but waking up to see at least 8 inches covering the ground. Those computer models made a tragic error leaving her a massive amount of snow to dig out with a glacier of ice beneath the surface.
"Winter Storm - Pamela Hudnell"
No weather worries before shut-eye
with the snow meter forecasting one to three
she drifts off to sleep
for an early morning rise.
Climbing out of bed
she glances out the window in disbelief
seeing an utterly, shocking eight inches of snow
covering the ground.
Those trusted computer models
made a tragic error with this snowstorm,
catching her by surprise,
leaving a massive amount of fluffy, white snow
with a glacier of ice lurking beneath.
"Snow makes for tough morning commute in Central Ohio - by WBNS 10TV
Body Shop Repair Day
What a day to have an appointment to drop off my vehicle early this morning for damage repair from a hit and run.
Needless to say, I arrive a bit late after an utterly shocking 8 inches of snowfall.
The two of us dress in winter attire stepping outside to dig out my Pontiac Grand Am.
The snowplows have successfully made it down this street which is usually a welcome surprise, but today it helps bury my car knee deep.
We finally manage to clear a small path in the driveway and he cleans off the heaping snow from my car.
I jump in and put the pedal to the metal. He is going to follow me in his Toyota Tacamo to make certain I don't have any problems.
But I take the long way through town hoping to find snowplowed roads, while he takes a shortcut thinking I had drove that way. After a slow and slippery ride, I arrive at my destination to find him already there waiting.
Damage to Pontiac Grand Am
I drop off the car keys and grab the keys for my temporary wheels. Or should I say, key fob, since there isn't an actual key.
This is a bit challenging since my Pontiac Grand Am has no thrills, it even has the old crank windows.
A Nissan Rogue with a push button start and climate control buttons of such. I push the one with the snowflake and off I go to drive back home.
This time I take the backroads, which to my amazement, this SUV plowed right through.
I am astonished how easily it crumbles over the heaping snow mounds letting me park in the driveway.
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