A Tad Beyond



The snow is deep

(Fell during sleep)

Now a tad beyond

The scope of a song



For it stops some 

And they stay home

Whilst some others ride

On snow-bikes with pride



Spinning those wide tyres

Sliding around in the mire

Making things seem simple

Whilst we all are crippled



For the snow fell today

And there's no earthly way

Anyone around these parts

Can even get out to start ...



- Tristram



© Christopher W. Thomas

10:24am Thursday, Jan. 15th, 1999