Cold Equinox Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Cold Equinox



Cold Equinox

It is cold, there’s no doubt
Celsius is minus, twenty one
People look and roll eyes
“Sleeveless he’s come out! ”
Seeing me they shiver, surprised:
“He must be crazy; he has fun.”

Tuesday, March 24, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
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