Winter

Winter was a surprise,
Arriving suddenly
In the coldest week I can remember,
So cold our basement toilet froze
And the water treatment plant broke
And Andy Reed’s mustache at Arrowhead
Looked like a cluster of bite-sized snotsicles
As Taylor Swift watched from a fogged-up box.

But inside with Winter,
We had abundant snuggles,

Cozy blankets,

Warm baths in the kitchen sink
And clean-boiled water for tea and bottles.

It did not matter that the roads were slick

Or that the courthouse was closed all week;

Winter warmed us all.