The rain started so nice.
What was once water is ice.
Without them I'd really think twice.
Confident in my studs I press on.
Sleet is stinging my face.
I keep a moderate pace.
It's a commute not a race.
Confident in my studs I press on.
The temperature's now below freezing.
The fluffy white snowflakes are pleasing.
The weather's not mean, it's just teasing.
Confident in my studs I press on.
