AlgotMorning errands were done in sneakers
It's way too cold to entertain streakers.
Working now, I see the sun is gone,
Hidden above the clouds since dawn.
Beside me my boots are waiting.
They've gotten warm beside the grating.
Later today, they'll be on my feet
As I go outside, the snow to greet.
This year, there's been little snow
For me to joyfully shovel or blow.
But by later today the white stuff will show.
Then boots will go on, and outside I'll go.
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