“Slip, Slush, n’ Snow by David Harris

January 17, 2018

My mind is at ease

On a cold winter’s night

With a book in my hand

And my lamp burning bright

But come winter’s morning

I don’t feel so nice

With a scraper in my hand

Trying to break the ice

From my vehicle

Which is frozen over

The flakes coming down

The air growing colder

Lord, send a guardian

As I venture these roads

Slippery and slushy

Caused by this cold

Let me not fear the roads

Help me to withstand

Any hazards on my journey

For I’m in your hands

David Harris