February Morning

First steps outside,
Fresh dusting of snow. 

Morning walk, 
Three dogs in tow. 

Not a soul to be seen, 
Round the block we go. 

Back to the start now, 
With frosty toes.

Dash into the house,
My cheeks aglow!

Comments

  1. Hi there, welcome to the slice of life! I enjoyed your poem and could really feel your frosty toes and cheeks aglow (it's end of summer here, so I had to really 'feel' it!)

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  2. Your poem is filled with great descriptions and reminds me of a winter day on Long Island, NY. We moved to Virginia two years ago and this winter has been cold and mild.

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