Hard Thoughts on a Cold Day

 Everything is hard at 20 belowGetting out of bed, walking the dogs,keeping the house warmth enough to avoid icing inside.
Snow in the driveway is packed hard and flat, but not slippery ... it's too cold for thatIn summer, my driveway is torture, the potholes have potholesBut the snow has covered them up, filled them in, smoothed them over.
Life is that way, sometimesToday's hardship covers or fills or smooths yesterdays troublesChanging the shape of our lives, sometimes for the better; even while making things ... 
hard.