It's not quite snow, it's not quite rain
Sleet melts in puddles and trickles down the drain
As snow it falls high upon the hill
Just a light dusting for now but I can feel the chill
I don't like rain, I don't like sleet
I like to feel deep snow crunching under my feet
As I wish for snow, the sleet melts away
I hope snow falls thick and fast just for Christmas Day
Good poem, Julie
Sleet melts in puddles and trickles down the drain
But at least it's preferable to freezing rain
<Deleted User> (18980)
Thu 3rd Dec 2020 16:11
When I read the title I thought you were referring to my old mate Sid Sleet. He's a great bloke is Sid though he can be a bit wet and on occasions will give you the cold shoulder. But we don't hold it against him and his mood soon blows itself out.
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julie callaghan
Thu 3rd Dec 2020 20:02
Thanks for the likes and comments. Sid sounds like a cool character ?.
Yes Stephen freezing rain is lethal. At least the sleet brought us some snow up on the hills.