It chilled me with its icy blast.
I do not know from whence it came,
Nor why it went by rushing fast. Perhaps the wind is like the train,
I saw when I was but a lad.
It made its rounds upon the track,
The sound of whistle made me glad.
Or could the wind be like a bird,
That takes to wing and flies so free.
And seeks its food and for its young,
In summer nest, in winter flee.
I felt the winter wind today,
It chilled me with its icy blast.
I could not see from whence it came,
Nor where it went as it rushed past.
Sunday at mid-day, an icy north wind was blowing snow. Very unpleasant! The good news is that weather forecasters say the last half of this week will bring us milder weather.
South of the Border:
Saturday evening, Sylvia called from Honduras. The team arrived safely and on time. Her first observation was, “It’s hot!” The team is making progress at the construction site and will have additional help from Honduran volunteers. She thanks you for your prayers.
I am glad she made it there safely!
I read this poem to Alexa and she loved it! It reminded me of a poem that Robert Frost wrote.
You sent some of that wind down here.. BURRRR! Thanks… we needed a cool down!
Love the poem, sick of the cold! It snowed here yesterday and it brought everyone’s spirits down a notch–sigh. C’mon Spring!!
I am so glad to hear your wife arrived safely. The change in weather must be very dramatic for her, but I am sure she will enjoy her days under the warm sun!
Lovely poem Chuck. It was windy here as well.
Tell Sylvia that I wish that I was in Hondura’s with her where it was h~o~t!!
I used to scuba dive there many years ago and would love to go again.
Steady On
Reggie Girl
What a great poem, Chuck! I hear ya on the wind. You must have sent some of that down to FL yesterday, ’cause the wind was blowing and it was chilly! About 55 degrees! I know, I know, you feel sooooooooo bad for me.
Glad to hear Sylvia made it down there okay. I hope she’s taking pictures for you to later blog?
Justine 😮 )