Record Rainfall Continues

Alas, the rain falls endlessly, ever pounding relentlessly
and each single drop seems hellbent to call its cousins to the fore.
Ah, winter you have cheated me, I thought for sure that you would be
a wonderland of alchemy leaving magic at my door.
My lowly home would be a castle with your crystals at my door
but this rain is such a bore.
And the dismal darkening sky ,  this sobbing January cry,
seems to have no goal but to try to sour me to the very core.
Ha! I share my frolicking glee, as I sit sipping steaming tea.
The shovel is in the shed and I am happy to be free,
free from frozen fingers’ misery
and those January chores.

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