Craig Cornish Poet Rhyme

New England Conversation

Here in old New England
season after season, cliche after cliche,
we talk about the weather - day after day.
It ain't so much how are ya,
although we really care,
we'd ratha conversation 'bout how cold it is out there.
"Hot nuff for ya darlin,"
"It's slippry, watch your step", 
"They say it's gonna be the hottest summer yet".
The colors 'ill be great this fall.
gotta rake the leaves,
then we'll see how much snow there's gonna be.
Here in old New England
it's almost like a game,
to talk about the things we know we cannot change.

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Sara Kendrick January 6, 2018 at 7:05 AM Same in Georgia and we are having cold but up north I see on TV that it is really bad even the ocean is freezing..Thanks for dropping by my blog..Sara