Winter Rain
So unfriendly -
Sleet
Sheets
Sounds roaring
Against my window pane
And I
Drink another cup of tea...
Poor me,
Thinking about the kind of day
It was promised to be, yet
I am free to do
Absolutely
Nothing!
Cynthia
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