It's 30 below with a promise of more snow!
I hate winter, that I know!
What will I do?
I'll go to bed and cover my head,
And hope I don't freeze by morning light.
What a fright!
When you're 91, you feel it in your bones.
I guess I'll just stay in and moan.
Will this snow and cold weather never end?
Lord, I said my prayers every night.
It didn't help in any way,
because it's cold and snowy every day.
It makes me sad, I say.
Cold weather is not my friend.
Will it never end?
Oh — they say warmer weather is on the way?
(I really hate winter!)
•LORENA ROBINSON lives in La Salle.
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