12.14.2007

From the notebook....

Cold and wet, I return,
From the snowy slope...
Sledding, though it's so much fun,
Of warmth there is no hope.

5 comments:

~Lauraborialice said...

That's good, and It makes sense.. :-) You are a good writer.. :-)

Noelle said...

Thank you! =) That's how I felt when I came in from outdoors; all cold and wet. I felt like a snowball myself! =)

~Lauraborialice said...

that's funny!! :-) Thanks for wishing me a happy Birthday eve.. :-)

Kirk said...

Poor you. Tea is a very good thing to help warm you up. And wool blankets.

Faith said...

Cute poem! Courtney likes to come in from the cold walk from the bus stop and have a mug of hot cocoa stirring it with a peppermint candy cane...a fun way to warm up on a cold dec. day! (and candy canes are real cheap at the dollar store!!)