BRRR!
It’s cold outside and in
There’s no snow or ice coming down
But the wind is blowing
All around.
Brrr!
I’m layered up
With jackets and shirts in bulk
But no matter what
It doesn’t seem to be enough
Brrr!
I’m bundled up tight
From my head to my toes
But I’m still feeling cold
From my skin to my bones.
Brrr!
Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| THE MASTER | 0 | 06/13/2010 |
| I WAS TAKEN | 0 | 02/15/2010 |
| BRRR! | 0 | 02/15/2010 |
| THE HUG | 0 | 01/25/2010 |
| EXPIRATION DATE | 1 | 01/25/2010 |
| DADDY | 0 | 01/25/2010 |
| YOUR DREAMS | 1 | 01/25/2010 |
| WILL I EVER KNOW? | 0 | 01/25/2010 |
| WHAT IF | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
| SMELL THE FLOWERS | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
| Miles Away From Home | 0 | 01/04/2010 |
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