So, it snowed again.

The level of dispair at work was palpable

as people walked in,

sad faces shining with flecks of snow,

coats soaked

with the bitterness of winter,

as it hangs on longer than expected

or desired.

But at home,

The situation is dire.

Cabin fever runs wild with the animals,

er,

children

It’s another world inside the house,

one where plastic tricycles

roam the hardwood

and children meow like feral cats.

Jumping off furniture

is par for the course

and fighting is a team sport.

I pray for sunshine

Knowing that too many more days of this

Could cause a full out mutiny,

And disrupt my peaceful life

I close the door at bedtime,

And sink to the floor.

Please, let the snow melt

and the grass grow

So that my wild animals

can roam free again