Poetry Friday: Weather

I live in a place that's always surprised by inclement weather. A few snowflakes or a hint of ice is enough to send the area into panic and cause school closings, massive traffic backups and lines at the supermarkets.

It sounds like I live in Texas or California or another place that doesn't see a lot of snow. Nope. I live in the Washington D.C. area.... where it snows several times EVERY winter.

Schools are closed in my county today. There was a small ice storm last night.

Although, if you're going to school or work in one, the closures are quite lovely and you get used to them. Many years ago, I was student teaching at a high school in Boston. When I woke up to go to work, there was almost a foot of snow on the ground. I called the school and reached the secretary. "Wasn't the school closed?" I asked. "Or at least delayed?"
"Why would it be closed?" she answered. "It's just snow."

So, here's a poem for the Washington region, which has had a very odd week weather-wise. A few days ago the temperature was in the 70's, and today ice is covering everything.

Whether the Weather
Author unknown

Whether the weather be fine,
Or whether the weather be not,
Whether the weather be cold,
Or whether the weather be hot,
We'll weather the weather
Whatever the weather,
Whether we like it or not!

The Poetry Friday round-up today is at Big A little a.