Life is rich, though I am not
I live in Minnie, yep, that's my lot
It's cold as heck here in the North land
dreaming of the tropics, feet in the sand
Don't get me wrong, I treasure my life
but lodged in my nostrils is frozen ice
Scrolling TV screens; students stay home
no leaving your house or disaster you'll roam
Tired of Minnesota making the news
with wind chills below fifty; it's not a rouse
Black ice, winter blues and more...
summertime temps are what we live for...
Written for dVerse Poet's~Open Link Night