Oh, I see you there, man
In your goggles and your tights.
I will not join you.
I am not hurting
Not broken, injured or bowed
But merely lazy
Clinging to my girth
Which I earned with carbs and sloth
I refuse the cold.
Minus ten is it.
Colder and I don't leave home
Tough Canuck? Not me!
Springtime please come soon,
I cannot afford new pants.
Shoes await gravel.
I'll always remember this one..
ReplyDelete"Red sand between my toes/Summer vacation in outer space." Robin Williams (Martian Haiku)