Sleet Storm In yukon Poem by John McCornack

The sleet came down in bucket fulls
Until the ground and water turned white
And the temperature went down until
Ducks walked on water during the night

Now it is time for this traveler to get warm
And get back home before my tires spin
For this winter trip will soon be over
when I get back to place where it begin

After the ice melts, I'll be back on the road
With my trusty digital camera in hand
And if God is willing and the creek don’t rise
I will look for new places in this great land