You hit me like a blizzard Hits the northeast, fast and strong. At first it seems a blessing, Get time off from school or work And spend the day off lounging. But then the cold starts to set And the sharp winds start roaring Threatening to break the house As snow piles up around Making me a prisoner. Heavy clouds clutter the sky And hard hail pounds on the roof Like a terrified heartbeat. And I start to wonder why I thought this was a good thing. I'm only thankful that like Blizzards you eventually Are gone from my life as well; Leaving behind bright blue skies And hope for a tomorrow.