Coughs
Colds
Sneezes
Temperatures
And fevers
Stew
More flu
Feeling blue
Christmas cake
We might bake
Hot soup
Is in the loop
The starkness
Of darkness
Ice
Sleet
Snow
Blizzards
You might know
Slipping
Sliding
Broken bones
Moans
Groans
Bankers loans.
Margaret Beil
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-is/
