Too Cold to Go Outside

Too Cold to Go Outside

A Poem by Steve Kittell
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winter's coming

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I woke today �" weatherman lied.

Rolled back over and I sighed.

Couldn't sleep, eyes open wide.

It’s too cold to go outside.

 

There’ll be no swing set or slide.

There’ll be no walk or bike ride.

There’ll be no kites to be flied.

It’s too cold to go outside.

 

Today we have to play inside.

We’ll think of things never tried.

Stocking feet on floors we glide.

It’s too cold to go outside.

 

Build a fort for us to hide.

We’ll play dress up �" you be bride.

Explore jungles �" I’ll be guide.

It’s too cold to go outside.

 

Time to dig a path that’s wide.

Getting dressed, boot laces tied.

Wind so stingy almost cried.

It’s too cold to go outside.

 

All’s warm, coats hung to be dried.

Find crayon, color I've eyed.

Draw picture for fridge with pride.

It’s too cold to go outside.

 

Icy world all is gray sky-ed.

Plants droopy, looks like they died.

Bay frozen we’ll see no tide.

It’s too cold to go outside.

 

Now sleep, teddies at my side.

Cold nights end, take it in stride.

Spring soon then winter we’ll chide.

When not too cold to go outside.


The End

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© 2014 Steve Kittell


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Added on September 25, 2014
Last Updated on September 25, 2014
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Steve Kittell
Steve Kittell

In the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RI



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Having suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more..

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