South for the Winter

When it rains

I won’t complain

The sun shines?

That’s mighty fine

Warm or hot

I like a lot

Here no snow blows

No more ice, that’s nice

No more slipping, sliding

Worry about falling

My bones are old

Didn’t like that cold

Now I stay inside

Or go outside

You see, I was inspired

Lest I expire, I retired

Left the fear and strife

Went South for the Winter

          Of my life.

 

       Virginia L. Wylie



Virginia resides in Brookdale Orange City, Florida and is the author of the poetry that appears here. The views and opinions expressed in this poetry are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect those of Brookdale Senior Living.

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