My five-year-old daughter wants to see the snow for the first time...

Poem written by Saad El-Asha on Tuesday 18, September 2018

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My five-year-old daughter wants to see the snow for the first time, So I start scratching my elbow and down comes the psoriatic fall. Snowtime is far and fickle but she laughs at the one at hand, And I, Now recall my five-year-old siestas, where I would lie cold in the living room, knowing That my reticent granny would never leave me uncovered, and so I'd curl up every time the covering-time occurred, and, knowing That whatever I might see bad of her, I'd never demystify the many savings of her covers, As I, Now hope my daughter will never curse the moment she inherited my genes.
   

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    I think you owe her a trip to New England, or perhaps Scandinavia. Grin
    It does snow in here every three/four years or so. Anyway, if I'd had a daughter and it was urgent, I would've taken her to Algeria or Lebanon: closer and cheaper than what you've suggested. Smile