Winter Is Here
Winter is here with all it’s woes,
It freezes my face and my toes.
But really now, what can I do?
If you were here, you would freeze too!
It takes so long now to get dressed
To go outside, my mind gets messed.
Did I get dressed to go outside?
Or have I been and back inside?
My frozen nose falls in the snow,
I look for it, where did it go?
My hands I can no longer feel,
No one believes this cold is real.
So many clothes are needed when
I go outside, I cannot bend!
I cannot move, I am so cold,
On moving south, I’m really sold!
© 2019 Steve McLeod.