A Winter poem

When winter gets nasty,
and snow starts to fall

I wish it was summer,
( or spring or fall)

It’s freezing , I’m sneezing,
it’s no fun at all..

when old man winter
gives nature a call.

~ by connetta on January 8, 2013.

One Response to “A Winter poem”

  1. Lovely!

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