We breathe easier this day,
a day of clear sky and gentle breeze
without the stifling temperatures
causing one to escape for days on end
to the coolness of their home.
This morn welcomed us with a slight chill,
a refreshing chill as walkers left their homes
wrapped with a sweater and such a smile
as their steps increased, their arms swung
with vigor confirming their survival.
Two months of 30 – 40F temperatures
was a tad too much in this northern climate.
As Canadians we do survive, although
crankiness has become our third language and,
the thought of snow-shovels crossed my mind.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Don't be shy. I know you've popped by :)