The Frigid Month of February
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The Frigid Month of February
Winter, at its worst, cold and dreary.
When whipped-up brisk winds quake the wary,
With falling temperatures and snow:
Freezing exposed skin, fingers, and toes.
In a blitz of polar-felt weather
That stymies the ardent traveller;
People shudder forward in the chill,
Trekking along like penguins uphill.
Seasonal temperaments dissipate
In mutual bonds which people partake;
With each empathizing with each other,
When outside challenging the weather.
Winter, at its worst, cold and dreary,
In the frigid month of February.
Copyright © Dennis Spilchuk | Year Posted 2021
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