Monday, January 10, 2011

Some semblance of a poem

Stress
The bane of my existance.
Cold frigid weather
Snow upon snow upon snow.
Bundle layer, turtlenecks are all too small.
Or maybe I'm just too tall.

Maybe that is it.
New pants,
Hubby likes.
Tight today, water weight go away.

Driving in snow, watching snow fall,
My whole world is snow.
Did I mention it's snowing........
AGAIN?

Tomorrow is another day.
I'm tired and need to sleep.
Had a power nap at noon,
It wasn't enough.

The END!

Gentrie

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