My December Poem by Mark Sebert
My December
It is hot,
but I am so cold within -
It is muggy
but all I feel is
my cold, damp skin -
the soul is
weary and worn,
my coat is thin
to the coming storm -
tension keeps
building, progression
of a blizzard
is chilling -
My December has arrived
in this hot month of July
Saturday, July 19, 2008
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