Nature©2019TonyFallon0218
It's hard to think kindly of nature
When the snow is over two feet deep
The ice outside is like a glacier
And you are so cold you cannot sleep
When the snow is over two feet deep
The ice outside is like a glacier
And you are so cold you cannot sleep
The forecast called for a mild winter
So I did not cut down enough trees
Most of the cut logs are now cinders
Leaking walls do not block out the breeze
So I did not cut down enough trees
Most of the cut logs are now cinders
Leaking walls do not block out the breeze
Hidden from us are icy patches
I'm afraid that I might again fall
On my knees I have three old gashes
If I'm down I have no wife to call
I'm afraid that I might again fall
On my knees I have three old gashes
If I'm down I have no wife to call
Winter is no friend to the feeble
A major threat to our skin and bone
When you burn wood instead of diesel
And you're living in a frigid zone
A major threat to our skin and bone
When you burn wood instead of diesel
And you're living in a frigid zone
In this poem all even lines Rhyme 100%
And all odd lines almost Rhyme.
All lines have 9 syllables.
And all odd lines almost Rhyme.
All lines have 9 syllables.
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