Out-Out

We were tougher

back then

in my earlier

days of life:

One day was

blitzy with snow

hard to see

through icy-up

windows-

heard the whooshes

& wheezes of another

winter tempest.

Dressed & ate

& coaxed out the

doorway – wind

pushing back

mom pushed harder

thanks mom.

Never missed

a day of school yet.

As we trudged along

our usual path we

knew mom would hurry

back for a hot coffee.