Jan 2020
I hear the droning moans of Winter
Blowing on my house so cold
Northwest winds from Dakota plains
Aimed at this Dakota home
It’s endurance is commendable
One hundred and eight years
Of standing here in this weather,
I have only been here forty-nine
There are creaks and groans
And sagging a bit from settling
Crackled, worn and flaking...
And the house is aging too.
Blowing on my house so cold
Northwest winds from Dakota plains
Aimed at this Dakota home
It’s endurance is commendable
One hundred and eight years
Of standing here in this weather,
I have only been here forty-nine
There are creaks and groans
And sagging a bit from settling
Crackled, worn and flaking...
And the house is aging too.
Winters in South Dakota can be cold, harsh and lonely. They can test any human’s sanity. To do it in an old house can be like taking a rowboat out to the ocean.
