I Miss the Snow and the Lake Show

Poem (audio)

Photo by Simon Berger on Unsplash

A poem of longing

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I miss the snow
the real good snow we used to get
not the fake stuff
blown onto the concrete.

Similarly, I miss the Lake Show
the real good show we used to get
not this fake ball s-show
This game blows, man!

Back when, in the ‘80s,
It would snow enough
to dress a snowman
with carrot nose and black bow.

And too, back in the day
The Lakers showed up a plenty
were a delight to see-
Magic, Kareem and all… what a team!

The snowfall was a spectacle
The whole fam and friends would gather
up to cheer it on and be wowed
What easy entertainment!

And the Lake Show was such merriment.
We all loved Magic’s razzle-and-dazzle,
Kareem’s Skyhooks, “ Big Game James” Worthy
that Laker “run-and-gun” made to look so easy!

Nowadays, I’m left bitter cold
without the great snowfall
Oh, this terrible lack makes me
long to go back…to days of old.

and I’m left bitter to frost burn
over bad, bad Laker basketball.
How I yearn for a Lake Show return
but the Lake has long been depleted.

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