The Worst Storm in Living Memory – last week of January 1940 #FClee

Jack Frost and the Wind planned a sudden raid
Maybe to starve us out or make us afraid
Oh, how the children’s faces began to glow
When snow fell like powder on the ground below!

But soon the frozen flakes formed a heavy cloud
And covered all the earth with a snowy shroud!
As the wild gale laughed and shrieked with savage glee –
“Oh, I’ll you what a Fuerher I can be!”

Soon there were piled-up banks of the drifted snow
The birds and wild creatures knew not where to go!
Oh, how hungry all the poor things must have been
For the titbits of food could scarcely be seen

The plants and the gardens were hidden from sight;
Cosily wrapped up in a sheet of pure white!
While the gale still roared and gave a mighty yell:-
“Come out with your spades! Oh, come out all you men”

All obstacles called forth merry jest or taunt!
But real true British spirits they could not daunt
Jack Frost bit hard at our fingers toes and ears
And aching eyes were blinded by falling tears

Frozen snowflakes tapped hard on each window pane
As if to gain admittance but all in vain!
The usual tradesmen could not reach our door
So we cut down our rations till we got more!

In icy Arctic regions we might have been
No such storm in living memory we’d seen!
Traffic was held up till snow was cleared away
So many poor workmen lost their weekly pay

‘Gainst floods, gales and snow storms we must not whine
for patient fortitude is a virtue fine;
so like Noah in the Ark, indoors we stay
till the warm sunbeams chase old Jack Frost away!

Florence Clee, UK, 1940 – net pic
Typed directly from her hand written pages … I have quite a few more of my great great Aunt’s poems and some newspaper clippings, so I will give a bit more of her history as I go


    • found nearly a dozen of her poems in their original handwritten form but now know that she wrote hundreds and where some of them were published … doubt I can track them down from such a great distance as it would mean sitting in a UK library going through newspapers more than a hundred years old 🙂

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  1. Thank you for sharing your aunt’s amazing poetry with us, Kate! 🙂
    How wonderful to have a connection to her with words and poems! I’m sure she’d love to read your poetry if she could. Thank you for honoring her and her memory all these years later.
    HUGS!!! 🙂
    PS…your photo makes me brr-y icy cold! 😉

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