Winter Blues Concluded

I lay in my frozen bed, teeth ruthlessly chattering. Intense darkness made me rise and stretch a bit. The useless coverlet hardly warmed my shoulders, As from outside thunder boomed and rattled panes. An electric storm evolved into terrible lightening, Flashes that threatened destruction, yet I looked out. Icicles hung along the wires and ledges all around. Down below the bora-like gale even uprooted some trees. Not a vehicle was in sight, all returned to their homes. But what is home without heat? Might as well try an igloo. It’s warmer and full of shelter there I’m sure.