Shoveling the Sidewalk

The driveway pleasantly

Scrapes with a sound like sawing bread.

Pleasant, as the flurries fall

The last of the snowstorm.

 

There is work, and

It is welcome.

When children, it distracted from our fun.

As adults it distracts from…

What exactly?

A show on the television?

Household drama?

 

One moves slowly, methodically

Removing every rock of snow,

Changing what was white to a pleasant

Reflective black,

Unlike in youth.

 

In youth, one wanted

Video games

Or toys…

To get done fast

So the real excitement could be had.

 

As an adult, the monotony

Gets broken up by

A driveway that needs shoveled.