My hands ache and my lids feel heavy
My face feels tired
And I haven’t even started my day
I’m not ready
Lately I’ve felt like crying
Now tears do not flow
It must be this heat
Beaming in from my window
A high velocity fan blows the hot air into the hall
The air conditioner needs maintenance
And I’m waiting for the temperature to fall
I don’t mind the spring and her allergies
The summer and her scraped knees
The Fall and a beckoning bite
And the winter the freezes hard during the night
But I’m a wolf who doesn’t mind an icy muzzle
To run free and […]