Last night I dreamed of snow,
fat white flakes coming down
like missiles from the sky.
In seconds I was covered,
cold seeping into my bones
stinging like nettles on my skin.
Blissfully frozen,
I'm finally cold after years
of being too damn hot.
Then I woke up again,
to highs in the 90's
and thunderstorms all week.
Man, I want to go home.
Stinkbumps the Wonder Boy: The rants, ravings and ramblings of a lunatic, overachieving single mom.
2 comments:
It's hot in Kentuck.
No rain, no breeze, no movement.
Just stay in Texas.
But in Kentucky
winter has snow and cold temps;
Texas has warm rain.
Perhaps then I will
look further north for a home,
I will be a Yank.
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