It’s amazing to me that there’s 20 days gone of the month but each day goes by whether it’s in February or June. Today, something a little different than weather haiku.
As the month goes on
my mind runs out of weather
and turns all gnomish.tunnels and tunnels
under the blanket of snow
filled with red-capped gnomesNot mice who sneak in
when winter blows past autumn,
Gnomes do what they want.Oh! My little gnome friends
have you cookies and hot tea
and stove to rest by?
