Christmas poem for weather fans

CanisLupusArctos · 12-25-2007, 09:58 PM

Thought you all might enjoy this re-write I did, of "The Night Before Christmas." This is "The Night Before Snowfall." Merry Christmas!

‘Twas the night before snowfall and all through the station
All forecasters were stirring with lots of frustration

The storm flag was flown by the lighthouse with dare
Since high tides and whitecaps soon would be there

The radar was lively; showed a wintry scene
As echoes of heavy snow shone on the screen

Bob took off his sweatshirt and I loosened my tie
We’d just come on shift with a long drawn-out sigh

When up on the roof, there arose such a whooshing
I sprung from my desk to see what was pushing

Away up the ladder I flew in a dash
Threw open the hatch with a clattering crash

The lights on a curtain of wind-driven snow
Gave the hue of a milkshake to buildings below

And what to my shivering self should come up
But a bitter cold storm gust, spinning wind cups

With the barometer falling so rapidly fast
We knew in a moment, this was not like storms past

More quickly than reindeer, winter storm warnings came
And weathermen called affected places by name:

“From Concord to Portland, and Boston on through,
To Falmouth, Hyannis, and Nantucket too!”

At the top of New England, the Mount Washington Obs.,
They’re blown away, yes, by this storm they’ve been robbed!

Their anemometer had spun in the whiteout that blew
Then met with such high gusts, off the mountain it flew

So down the main roads the highway crews plowed
With trucks full of salt-sand, amber strobelight-endowed

And behind them, in a splatting I heard in the street:
Each tiny snowflake land with a beat

As I plotted a map, with new info I’d found
Up the coast the low pressure soon would be bound

The satellite picture showed wall-to-wall clouds
While the eye of the storm neared, the wind howled loud

Snow began to accumulate at a more rapid pace
Severe blowing and drifting were soon taking place

All our technology and humanly might
Was virtually useless that cold snowy night

Power crews waited ‘till the storm was all done
As each square in their service grid went out one by one

City mayors announced, “Don’t park here; you’ll get towed”
As the blizzard got worse than TV forecasts showed

Stranded air travelers weren’t having much fun
A girl bound for Cali said, “I just want the sun.”

It wasn’t ‘til daybreak that the storm winded down
Everyone got to sleep late, everyone in my town

They’d closed all the schools, said to stay home from work
Said: “Stay put everyone, except convenience store clerks”

And taking a shovel outside to the yard
I saw schoolkids playing, heard snowblowers afar

The neighbor’s kid laughed, to his friends gave a holler,
Said, “Put your tongue on that light pole, and I’ll give you a dollar!”

My boy just exclaimed as he dug a snow cave:
“Dad these snowstorms are awesome, I love winter!” he raved.

12-25-2007, 09:58 PM	#1
CanisLupusArctos Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2007 Location: Center Harbor Posts: 1,049 Thanks: 15 Thanked 472 Times in 107 Posts	Christmas poem for weather fans Thought you all might enjoy this re-write I did, of "The Night Before Christmas." This is "The Night Before Snowfall." Merry Christmas! ‘Twas the night before snowfall and all through the station All forecasters were stirring with lots of frustration The storm flag was flown by the lighthouse with dare Since high tides and whitecaps soon would be there The radar was lively; showed a wintry scene As echoes of heavy snow shone on the screen Bob took off his sweatshirt and I loosened my tie We’d just come on shift with a long drawn-out sigh When up on the roof, there arose such a whooshing I sprung from my desk to see what was pushing Away up the ladder I flew in a dash Threw open the hatch with a clattering crash The lights on a curtain of wind-driven snow Gave the hue of a milkshake to buildings below And what to my shivering self should come up But a bitter cold storm gust, spinning wind cups With the barometer falling so rapidly fast We knew in a moment, this was not like storms past More quickly than reindeer, winter storm warnings came And weathermen called affected places by name: “From Concord to Portland, and Boston on through, To Falmouth, Hyannis, and Nantucket too!” At the top of New England, the Mount Washington Obs., They’re blown away, yes, by this storm they’ve been robbed! Their anemometer had spun in the whiteout that blew Then met with such high gusts, off the mountain it flew So down the main roads the highway crews plowed With trucks full of salt-sand, amber strobelight-endowed And behind them, in a splatting I heard in the street: Each tiny snowflake land with a beat As I plotted a map, with new info I’d found Up the coast the low pressure soon would be bound The satellite picture showed wall-to-wall clouds While the eye of the storm neared, the wind howled loud Snow began to accumulate at a more rapid pace Severe blowing and drifting were soon taking place All our technology and humanly might Was virtually useless that cold snowy night Power crews waited ‘till the storm was all done As each square in their service grid went out one by one City mayors announced, “Don’t park here; you’ll get towed” As the blizzard got worse than TV forecasts showed Stranded air travelers weren’t having much fun A girl bound for Cali said, “I just want the sun.” It wasn’t ‘til daybreak that the storm winded down Everyone got to sleep late, everyone in my town They’d closed all the schools, said to stay home from work Said: “Stay put everyone, except convenience store clerks” And taking a shovel outside to the yard I saw schoolkids playing, heard snowblowers afar The neighbor’s kid laughed, to his friends gave a holler, Said, “Put your tongue on that light pole, and I’ll give you a dollar!” My boy just exclaimed as he dug a snow cave: “Dad these snowstorms are awesome, I love winter!” he raved.