Living In the Country
When the weather outside is cold and drab
A steady drizzle will often turn to snow,
Then I’d choose not to walk … I’d call a cab,
But only if I live in a city, like Chicago,
Because here in the country, it’s a no-go!
Written December 8, 2022
[dedicated to Gershon Wolf]
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022
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