The snow comes
It does blow
Winter’s breath is cold
Cold
Cold
In the spring
Blizzards are forgotten
With the dawning of warmth
And
The beauty
Growing flowers bring
Melting into summer
Hot, humid
Splashing in warm water
Watching waves wash
To and fro
Fall doesn’t matter
For it seems dying
Is
The main thing
But
Really nothing dies
Only preparing
For a long hibernation
That winter winds
Will
Soon bring.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
Freezing is freezing
And then there is freezing.
Not much else can be said
Other than it’s freezing.
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
Keep yourself toasty, snugly warm
Never think freezing, only warm, warm warm.
Because it’s freezing
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
Don’t go out, stay yourself in
Get a good book, maybe a bottle of gin
Because outside, it’s freezing
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
No one will mind or notice you gone,
Because their busy, keeping from freezing,
Keeping themselves warm,
Because it’s freezing
I mean it’s freezing and freezing.
See you in spring
As the buds open and flower.
When it’s hot, not freezing
I mean not freezing and freezing,
But hot, hot and warm.
~ Patrice
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