Seriously, its fricken freezing here! I am a lover of many things, although cold weather is not one of them! I would almost revert to saying I hate cold weather. That’s how much I despise winter. Around this time of year and for the past nineteen years, I become angry at my husband for suggesting to move here. He has come to the point where he expects it. He knows it is coming his way. With that said, I feel compelled to try my hand at a poem to elaborate all of my plight. Name it whatever you want, it will still have the emphasis for me, that winter sucks!

I don’t expect a Pulitzer prize or intend to be a member of some poet’s society – if there is such a thing. This is purely a juvenile (and possibly adorkable) attempt of mine to release my angst these winter months have thrust upon me. I suspect some reader who happens to see this, roll their eyes and hopefully chuckle a tad. I would actually prefer your empathy. If you live in a wintering area and actually enjoy this frozen type of hell, I’m sorry, but you’re sick and we cannot be friends. Alright, here goes…

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My hands are constantly freezing

My nose is constantly sneezing

My cheeks are full of pressure

My loathing of winter has no measure.

I want to stay in bed under my warm covers

Getting out of bed does seem to be getting tougher

This crap has got to go

I will lose my shit if it decides to snow.

I don’t want to bundle up

I wish those who wished the summer away would shut up

These people just don’t know

The misery I feel when I am cold.

If I am forced to wipe my nose one more time

I am going to lose my mind

You see, this weather blows

And if I hear one more person wish for snow,

I may just tell them where to go.

~ Thank you & Goodnight