it'll melt

we're snowed in.
no one can get out,
or in.
the trucks haven't plowed,
it's still
coming down.
we stare out the windows
and think
this could be
the end.
but it isn't.
it's just snow.
like last year and the
year before.
our parents had snow,
and theirs.
we never quite
get used to the small
problems that come
then go again.