A side effect of getting old
is hating winter’s frigid cold.
If such a thing is somewhere sold,
I wouldn’t flinch, if truth be told,
to pay the highest price in gold
and have these frozen temps controlled
by blazing sunshine, hot and bold,
while endless summer days unfold.
© Susan Schoeffield
As evening temperatures continue to dip into single digits over the next several days, I can’t help daydreaming about wonderful, warmer climes.