Sometimes I miss the winter I must admit
Ain’t that a wild piece of thought sh**
I must be nuts or in someway having a fit
If Rene heard me say this, I think she might split…
I think of the cold, the constant wind & snow
Of the winter months I do sit and daydream
Rufuz can go where I go, no extreme heat
Life for some reason seems simpler
In any season a monumental feat…
I’m really beginning to doubt my sanity
But for purposes of my own vanity
I try not to tell too many about this
For fear they will answer with profanity…
© ed J 5/5/08
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Now I go read the poem. :):) Chezza
ET
going down sleds of a down hill golf course, as I did
once upon a time in Staten Island, and while there
I was dreaming of warmer weather, you know how it is,
Its always greener on the other side of the fence.
peace brother
William
In Agreement and Love ~~ Micke
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
You said it, Ed, not I - 'course, when the temperature outside is a 1,000 degrees, a little bit of winter suddenly doesn't look so bad! LOL Well done - and you tell me I complain. LOL
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Pee Wee
Winter wishes? I am with Renč on this one, yo're nuts.
Georg