Poem: At Least Someone’s Having Fun…

Humphrey snow

Building momentum, we dig in

with metal shovels scraping

and the wind blowing gentle snow

back in our faces as ice.


The dog surges into a snow bank,

and then approaches,

tail wagging.

He samples snow

from several sections of the yard.

Tail wagging,

he pees

on the walls of the tunnel

we’re attempting to create

from house to driveway.


We work, pausing

to breathe, pace ourselves

before the weight and the

bending down and hauling up


He checks on us, counts us:



He paws at a shovel,

tail wagging.

7 thoughts on “Poem: At Least Someone’s Having Fun…

  1. I’m guessing that you live in the Northeast, Emily. 🙂 I live in Iowa so it’s pretty cold, but we don’t have the snow that you do. I like the child-like attitude of the dog. Easy for him: he doesn’t have to shovel it.
    Stay warm,

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