It's cold outside
When the wind hits your face you get tear-eyed
Too cold to walk the dog
Definitely too cold to jog
The plants are dead and brown
The whole world seems to slow down
I feel listless and blue
When is Spring coming? I wish I knew
Then I could count down the days
To grilling out and laying out (to soak up the sun's rays)
Winter go away!
Take your cold temps and skies of gray.
I hope I remember this feeling,
this summer when it's humid and hot
So when I start to wish the days were cooler
I'll think about this poem and be thankful that it's not.
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2 comments:
Amanda, did you write this??
Aisha - Sorry it has taken me a while to comment (I forgot to check my "dashboard" for comments that need to be published).
I did write this - thanks to the help of rhymezone.com:)
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