Frigid Notes Poem by Phil Soar

The reminder on the notepad was a poignant metaphor
Childlike words account for all my innocence and more
I’d written down such nonsense, just to make a reader smile
And cheer them up a little, whilst I walked a country mile

The refrigerator doubled as a place to quite inspire
Icy cold inside, outside a note that starts a fire
And all I ask is that my words can motivate the few
Who pass the fridge at breakfast time, and read something that’s new