Monologue
Where's the sun
That brings cheer?
A good run
Not cold fear
Cold air blows
A deep freeze
Now I know
A wet squeeze
On the way
I meet cheer
That now says
I am here
Cold feels cold
In deep strokes
Can pulse hold
As breeze pokes?
Can I run
From cold rain?
Ditch the pun
Such cold pain
Wit tells me
To bear cold
Let soul spree
Heal not fold
Leon Enriquez
30 August 2019
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2019
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