Feel the Cold
The winter solstice, long and brisk
The wind chilled faces feel the breeze
All bundled up and on our way
The cold breaks in and makes me sneeze
The clear reminder of winter’s strength
The brightest sun set in the sky
But, yet it weakens me, at these times
And with each cold, I’m teary eyed
With scarf and cap, I’m wearing gloves
A zipped up coat, up to the chin
No matter how we fight the cold
In winter time, it always wins
One day I shall kill the cold
But for today it has its hold
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2009
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