snow day poetry as a child i thought nothing was better than a snow day: staying home warm inside cold outside free to build free to roam free to enjoy being free. and i love it still. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
Reminds me of William Carlos Williams “This is Just to Say.” And I don’t know why I keep commenting twice on everything today.
Simple, precise, and perfect.
Reminds me of William Carlos Williams “This is Just to Say.”
And I don’t know why I keep commenting twice on everything today.
That is high praise. Thanks!