My Little Space
When winters angry with us
For our actions, thought
And words.
When men walk on
With three coats on.
I shout hurray
For in my little space
I survive the Cold.
When the rains are gone
And the sun's not in the mood
To have fun
When women talk Little
And children too.
I shout hurray
For in my little space
I survive the Cold.
Copyright © Pam Pam | Year Posted 2022
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