Blustery winds blow outside
so cold.
Minus thirty-four wind chill
so cold.
Fingers freeze within seconds
so cold.
Trees covered in ice, shiver
so cold.
I can't wait for the Spring's warmth
so cold.
I am getting tired of being in this deep freeze. It's been nothing, but, cold here in the Maritimes. I went to Timmy's last nice and almost froze to death on the walk there and back home. I did, however, stay there for a couple of hours and post poetry to warm up. :O)