Ron Wilson Poem “Just Wait a Minute and it will Change”
(Ron) Howdy folks, I’m Ron Wilson, Poet Lariat. Those of us who live out here in the middle of the country get used to one thing and that is, the weather’s gonna change. This poem is entitled, “Just Wait a Minute, It’ll Change.” We’ve had lots of winter weather, so when we got a thaw, the chance to get outside was really quite a draw. It felt like cabin fever so I was glad to get outside clean the feeder, built some fence and managed to get in a horse ride. I stripped down to my shirt sleeves and got a whole lot of good work done. And found it was the spring’s first exposure to the sun. The next day I was in the house, payin’ some ranch bills when I heard a clap of thunder roll across the nearby hills. I tuned into the weather and they proceeded to inform that a wave of snow might follow a local thunderstorm. I just shook my head and went back to working on the books. When what I saw out the window made me take a second look. Big fat, wet snowflakes were falling from the sky. It looked like a full fledged blizzard passing by. I finished up my paperwork and bundled up to do my chores. And found the sun shining brightly across the great outdoors. It made me think about the weather pattern in this Kansas land. It will change so dad gum fast, that it is hard to understand. And I said to my wife, as the weather made it’s turn, you know you live in Kansas when it snows on your sunburn. Happy Trails.