Dear Editor:
I have a real true angel,
Quietly she comes to see
Where the snow lies deep and most heavily.
There she fills her shovel full, and only when it’s quite empty
Then and only then, will she stop to rest,
Until my whole driveway is cleaned again!
So this little poem is my attempt to make it clear
How much I appreciate all your hard work, my dear!
Sytske Drijber,
Rockwood