Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Defrosting








Wrap me in warm woolens,
envelop me in down,
festoon me with furs from
my sole to my crown.

Turn up the radiator,
bestow a sizzling kiss,
cuddle me in cozy arms;
I'll bask in your bliss.

You have such a warm heart,
and it's kind of you to share it.
But my feet will still be frozen--
I hope that you can bear it.


11 comments:

  1. I can hardly stand to look at her feet - brr!

    Great poem!

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  2. With your rhythm and rhyme, the poem is fun to read and read aloud. I had to smile at the ending because my feet are always cold and somebody always complains!

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  3. Totally delightful ... from one who knows cold toes!!

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  4. perfecto! Nothing worse than icy feet being placed on you while snoozing in bed!
    Have a warm week....tootsies included!

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  5. Beautifully done. Enjoyed it from top to my perpetually, frozen tootsie's, too!

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  6. You scored again with this poem! How do you do it??? Amazing!

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  7. A brilliant Mag response. Thank you. :)

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  8. Great reading! For a poem like this cold feet do not matter! :-)

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