Monday, January 24, 2011

There’s no temperature
More loathsome than zero.
When it gets this cold
I’m no hero.

Because of the snow banks
There’s no place to park.
This weather would make me jaded
If it permanently stayed so dark.

But I have hope
Because the sister of winter is spring.
And when I’ll see the sun
It’ll give me reason to bring out my bling.