It is bitterly and utterly wicked outside. <br />A person could freeze instantly and die. <br />I am not kidding; I speak of a truthful reality. <br />Want to see tomorrow? Then listen to sincerity. <br /> <br />Stay inside where it is warm and comfortable. <br />The caution will save you from the regrettable. <br />Nimble fingers will not turn blue in your gloves. <br />Infinite wisdom will save you from becoming a was. <br /> <br />You will be able to continue your creative quest. <br />Before long, normal adventures will be addressed. <br />Wait for the big double-digit thaw in a few days. <br />Soon enough you can pursue your spirited ways. <br /> <br />Keep your wits and try to amuse your confined self. <br />Finish reading a novel that you filed on the shelf… <br />The one you put on hold before confronting priorities. <br />Find ways to keep busy and forget about the deep freeze. <br /> <br />Look for the recipe that you didn’t have time to prepare. <br />Or turn on the television and sit in your favorite chair. <br />Turn the unpleasantness of inconvenience into pleasure. <br />Relax and take advantage of your unscheduled leisure.<br /><br />Theresa Ann Moore<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-cold-is-it/
