A foreigner from warmer lands
Will laugh at us today
While they are huddled warm inside
We run outside to play
Frostbite nips my bright red nose
I snap another one
The frozen lake, the icy park
I call this having fun
I could begrudge the weather here
But I would miss so much
When living life we must enjoy
The cozy AND the harsh
Enjoying every dazzling sight
I’m taking all this in
I don’t care what the weather is
If I call this my home
This filled me with... with thrills, I guess I could call it! Love love love!
ReplyDeleteLove it! I can almost feel how cold it must be. I had better suite up before I come! Can't wait!
ReplyDelete~ Queenie
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