Winter is almost upon us
Even after all of these warm May days
It's so cold inside these walls
Where no sunshine ever falls
These walls are made of sandstone
They are 18 inches thick
So no warmth now comes inside
As it used to with summer's heat
Now that the days are cooling
Now that autumn is almost gone
The chill rises and consumes me
I feel it climbing up my back
I have to get that wood fire burning
I have to halt that dampness
I need to keep my warmth inside me
Or that chill will curl its winter claws
All around my body as
My feet touch these cold
Linoleum clad floors!
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