Jacket Weather
by Vito del Valle
Another day
Breaks the window,
Cold and
Dry.
Every morning
Forgets the night and
Greets the sun,
Hungry for warmth.
I hate
Jacket weather.
Keep praying for
Lost
Mittens,
Never found.
Old house with
Poor insulation,
Quick to freeze over.
Remember
Summer
Temperatures
Under
Variable
Winds.
Xanax makes me
Yell and
Zoom.
Note: On prompt, I tried it, just did ok. Started off good, the ending is kinda ehh. Poem #105 for the year.
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