A Winter Walk
 
Sun Is Up
Thermometer is down
Have to go
Time to walk
On with coat
Add the touque
Nice warm boots
Out the door
Raw north wind
Thirty-Two below
Twelve more blocks
Set the pace
Wind in face
Turn the corner
Now that's warmer
Four more blocks
Frost on face
Pick up pace
Ahhh- the door
Damn lock's froze
God I love winter!
 
 
 
This poem is copyright © to Matt Guy 1998