Lest We Shiver Poem by John Shea

Damn it is cold I thought
Will I quake as I deliver
My cold and lonely dreams?

Will life be my boat
To an island so remote
Where warmth comes in degrees?

So give me some slack
To some how attack
Living in the deep freeze
Of global warming.

Is this just a joke?
For the younger folk?

I quiver and shake
With each downy flake

Cold is our demise
Unless hell your surprise.

Give me a chance to romance this life
Give me romance to understand the strife

let me shiver and shake with a smile
As I walk my last mile.