NYC 4 Degrees

January 31, 2019

Its bitter cold
Its getting old -for this New Yorker
My coat & hat are barely great “warm” supporters
My tolerance is getting frozen -growing shorter
My face stings, as the cold clings – so much disorder
I need tea, hot chocolate -the warm waters
Spring do your thing -save us and restore order!

© Jereni-Sol 

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