Cold And Silly Poem by Phil Soar

Cold And Silly



The cold begins to feel as if the Winter's here to stay
And images of daffodils a million miles away
And as my fingers tingle and the frostbite takes control
I tell my mum I wish that we all lived inside a hole

Monday, November 7, 2016
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