Jumping For Joy On Winter's Day

Jumping for joy on winter’s day Forgetting I need an inhaler Hoping to glean a healthy way I refuse to be a wailer. Mind over matter works for me. I talk myself out of wheezing. When the cold snow surrounds each tree Even when the weather is freezing. I in no way have to meddle On this glorious winter day of gray. Sit on a bench and quickly settle, Listening to the caw of cloud’s bluest jay.