Did I choose this profession
Or did it end up choosing me
I have a major confession
I'm not at all that happy

Behind the glow of this big red nose
And pretend painted smile
None of those around me know
How far I'm feeling down

The crowds all call me Snickers
I'm afraid it's only a made-up name
As I wonder how I got here
Along with the question, am I too late

To try and change my mind
On whom and what I want to be
I'll give it much more thought this time
If this crazy circus would just leave me be

I'm beyond tired of clowning around
It's come to the point I got serious
That side of me needs to settle down
I've had more than enough of all this stuff

I now feel I'm on a mission
If there's anyone out there listening
I'm just not at all that happy
With the clown inside of me

I awoke this morning
To a fresh fallen snow
As the world basked in it's beauty
Showered in it's glow
There is nothing more calming
That I have ever known
Than waking up in the morning
To a fresh new fallen snow

The children stayed home today
We made angels in the snow
Then all went back inside
For hot chocolate by the stove
No greater time together
In heaven or down below
As the children stayed home today
My lovely angels in the snow

We went out sledding
All the kids and me
Marveled at the majesty
Icicles hanging from the trees
Nothing could compare
That I have ever seen
As we went out sledding
All the kids and me

4 months later...

It snowed again today
Just like the umpteen days before
In fact it's snowed for four months straight
But hey who's keeping score
It's cold and it's wet
I can't take it anymore
As it snows again today
Just like the umpteen days before

With all of this snow
Not sure if I should flip or fly
Since early September
I've been stuck inside
Go ahead and make your funny comments
If you don't value your life
With all of this snow
Not sure if I should flip or fly

As it keeps on snowing
The kids keep staying home
What I wouldn't give
For one minute of sanity alone
I'm not sure who tops the list
Me or them when it comes to groans
As it keeps on snowing
And the kids keep staying home

It's been one long blizzard
I feel the need to escape
I can think of plenty stronger words
Let's just say snow I hate
I should have moved to Florida
But I'm snowed in and it's to late
With this one long blizzard
And no chance of escape...

I'm trying to decide
When the time would be right
To go ahead and freeze myself
So, they can later thaw my hide

Is it when some dreaded disease comes over me
Where they have yet to find the cure
Or long before that musical score
That I step into the Frigidaire

Should I instead freeze dry the head
To make room for others
Better fitting myself, on top shelf
Next to the "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter!"

Perhaps jumpstart this process
By quickly slurping Slurpee's
Giving myself brain freeze, like you've never seen
To where my mind gives up on working

Then they can do with what they wish
All of the leftovers
Double overlap with Reynolds Wrap
Making sure it evenly covers

And with that said, guess it's a plan
I'm going to freeze myself
Where I'll eventually thaw out into something else
A little more comfortable

I just bought Montana
After I wheeled and dealed with Ted  
He's soon to move his buffalo
To Idaho instead

I'm heading for adventure
Wherever that is at
If you've yet to figure all this out
I'll now be herding cats

I've rounded up quite a bunch
Collected coast to coast
Who's to say I'm out to lunch
When it comes to top 500 clubs

There might be a dip in the economy
Which will affect a lot of moods
With the closing of Chinese restaurants
As they all run low on food

It's crazy to think this grand idea
Popped up out of the blue
With the few brain cells, I have left
What else could a genius like me do

Now with plenty of acreage
As Montana is massive in size
They'll have room to roam on this range they call home
To live out their 9 lives

Not sure yet how I'll draw a profit
I haven't thought that far ahead
May open back up the restaurants
Called Mikes Takee Outee Montana Bred instead

We'll have to see how it goes, as the herd grows
This side of The Badlands
Underneath The Big Sky, my Felines and I
In my quest at herding cats

I owe, I owe, don't you know
In everything I do
Either way I hesitate
When it comes to gratitude

If I think about how things turn out
Whether good or bad
I really should be grateful
For all I do and do not have

Grateful for the skin I'm in
That holds it all together
Count it all off as a win
The days that I encounter

Grateful for the friends I have
Along with family
From days first light, well into the night
That I have them here with me

For my job I'm grateful
Though I do at times complain
Sometimes I find it necessary
I'm sure a few of you do the same

Grateful I know Jesus
And that he calls me friend
When he sees me, he knows my needs
And thankfully forgives my sins

I'm grateful for the sunny days
And also, days of rain
Which helps to green the garden
And the beauty it displays

There's so much to be grateful for
In our every day to day
If things don't go right in this life
Be grateful all the same

I'm going to try and make it a night
Without a single rhyme
Put down the pen that my poems come in
Slap on the end before I even begin

I won't go back and forth
With any form of rhyme or verse
I'll just sit back and let this night of all nights
Run out its own course

I'll spend quality time with the family
Without that goofy gaze
The one where they say, Oh Great!
Another night of poetic haze

I’ll feel loose as a goose, fancy free
That words won't have hold of  me
As I make my way through
A night of blissful peace

So here goes!

A night that has no poem!

Oh, wait a minute...this is a poem isn't it.

Well shoot…

....never-mind.