Cold so cold
let me go
cold long nights
old man winter
doing it right
cold short days
please go away
cold so cold
grass won't grow
birds so fat
they can't sing
go away winter
bring on spring
written by Chester Hardylll (C)2003
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Reviewed by Amanda Fousek (Reader)
Reviewed on February 9, 2003
very nice...I reall liked it. Sorry about the post to the other one...It didnt seem to think my comment was imporant enough to actually put up what I typed. But i loved it too!
I like this, winter has been very cold, great write.
Nancy
Reviewed by ♥ Kari Hirshey ♥ (Reader)
Reviewed on February 8, 2003
*shivers* I-I-I tttthink you're rright... Time for ssspring... (parents don't want to turn up the heat so I need gloves inside) ;)
great write, I enjoyed. :)
~Kari~
Reviewed by Lorrieann Russell (Reader)
Reviewed on February 8, 2003
I'm in New England. We had nine inches of surprise snow fall yesturday, and today the sky is a wonderful endless blue, the kind you only see this time of year. Haven't seen grass since October, but I wouldn't miss a minute of the snow, because underneath is where all the magic is.
we were supposed to have snow today...it missed. dang...this transplanted buckeye living in texas would have liked to see some of the white stuff...oh, well. the only trouble with snow, it has to be cold. and it's cold out there! i'm ready for spring, kinda, but fear the onset of severe storm season...i hate thunderstorms much more than i do cold. great sentiments here, chester...bet a lot of people are in agreement with this! (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
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Nancy
great write, I enjoyed. :)
~Kari~
Lovely images, and I like your flow. Well done.
lovely poem,
William