Tuesday, December 18, 2012

62

It's so cold,
my son told me
it was 62*
and I agreed

things change so
fast
everything
in a
wink
what once
was warm
is a frigid storm
blustery
wintry
cold & chilly
62*


Others laugh
its not cold
they tell me
sure it is
I say, it's
relative
just like
you know it
to be
I once survived -17*
back then I would
have laughed
too

now I bundle

now I know different

now I've changed

but that's what
we do
molded by
circumstances
outside of our
realm of
control

outside of
everything

it shapes us
morphs us
molds us
and plays,
until

mama, it's cold outside
I know buddy
I'm cold too.

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