advent journal: weather report

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weather report

my father once told me I should
become a weather forecaster

“you can be wrong everyday
and you’ll never get fired’

it’s going to snow all night
six to twenty inches they say

a reminder that we’re all guessing
when it comes to the weather

by morning the snow will be
deeper than any my father saw

and a snow day is still a snow
day even in a pandemic

no one will be measuring accuracy
unless we set some kind of record

and then we will recall not the
forecast but our fortitude

we survived the pandemic blizzard
when they said it would be a dusting

we will plow and shovel and scrape
and tell tales of the other storms

that remind us we can survive
pandemics and poor predictions

maybe being right is not all
it’s cracked up to be

Peace,
Milton

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