You see...
You are just to much work for me.
Coat
Hat
Scarf
Gloves
Boots and what ever else I can find...
Your cold,
I mean COLD!!!
You killed my roses
and you make the tulips wait...
So little sun,
so much frozen nights.
I know the cycle.
The wheel must turn.
But still I look forward to
Spring bringing you
to your knees!!!
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