Extreme Optimism
Aside from the glorious colours of autumn
It is my least favourite season of all four
It foretells of another Canadian winter just around the corner
I have seen 79 of them
That's 79 too many!
All my life, I've longed to live where
A sweater was the most I ever needed to wear to feel comfortable
Instead of fur lined jockey shorts and mukluks
Fashioned from seal skin
My life long dream has not materialized yet
Still have 20 or more years to go
What do you think my chances are
To live in a warm climate before I reach the magic number 100?
On a scale of “slim” to “a sure bet”
Would you figure it would be somewhere in between
Or as I predict... “a sure bet”
Now that's what most would call extreme optimism
Really, it's only 21 years from now
I call it a done deal!
© Jack Ellison 2014
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