When the snow is gone,
we will remember this winter
for a long time to come.
We will remember being told not to go to work,
now that never happened before.
We will remember of being snow in,
and that has never happened before.
Yes, we will all have memories to share
as the years pass along,
of the biggest snowfall
we had in over forty years.
We will talk about it with affection,
forgetting the moans some people had.
We will laugh at how the authorities
like always were never prepared.
How we had to walk for a change
for there were no buses to be had.
We will remember the community spirit,
something we have not seen in years.
Memories will compound memories
with a few exaggerations to be had
as the years pass along.
13 January 2010
Nice remembering poem as the years pass we do get wiser, born in Yorkshire I remember the north wind doth blow as I walk our pooch on dreamtime beach in Australia 30 centigrade luvli.....kind regatds
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good one. Thank you for sharing