the bazaar season pt2

I could not relate to the carols;
about jolly, happy snowmen,
when I sculpted in the sand.


I could not relate to the carols;
about riding sleds through the snow,
when I was riding my bike, in the sun.

I could not relate to the carols;
about sitting by a crackling open fire,
when I was sitting by an air-conditioner.

I could not relate to the carols;
about gliding over a pond of ice,
when I was swimming in a cool, blue sea.

I could not relate to the carols;
about lands of winter wonder,
when I stood under a raging sun.

I could not relate to the carols;
about falling snow and freezing cold,
when the land I saw was dry
                        and  
                  I was sweltering hot.
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