Mother Mary, Jesus and Joseph!

I thought it was a mower–

thought I was hearing

the common sound of cutting grass.

It is the hottest, most humid day here–

just a few days after the Fourth of July and

my attention is thrown to the front

of our home–street side, here on Elm–

when I see an unfamiliar middle aged man

in worn-out jeans,

a sleeveless buttoned down plaid

extra large, un-tucked shirt

wearing jet black padded motorcycle shades!

There he is, slowly walking down the sidewalk

behind his snow blower, motor full on!

Hell! I begin to wonder if he’s using it like a walker.

Then I think maybe it’s helping him another way–

perhaps he’s thinking snow thoughts

getting ready for next winter–


Trina Daigle