My electric bill is under control.
I turned the heater ten degrees down,
put two sweaters and two pants on.
Still my hands are cold.
I ask my son if he's warm enough,
just be to sure, because I think he is.
He tries to sneak to school in shorts
and a sweat shirt at 10 degrees!
I make a cup of strong coffee, hot,
mix raisins and chocolate chips,
and curl up with the British comic debut,
Major Pettigrew's Last Stand*,
wearing gloves on my wintry hands.
*Major Pettigrew's Last Stand,
by Helen Simonson, is a fabulous,
love story way worth reading,
with brilliant, colorful, succinct writing.
On a cold, cold day, it will warm your heart.
Welcome to Four Lines! I have a goal I would like to write at least four lines of poetry or a haiku every day for the rest of my life. I'm excited about this challenge! Also, along with my daily poem, I will be reading at least four lines of another author's poetry. I'll try to include that here also. So I'm thinking - how difficult can it be to read and then write one poem a day? We will see! - Claudia
All poems on this blog, unless noted, are written by Claudia Callaghan.
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