In the winter I’ve learned bears hibernate
but I still see deer as they try to mate
Appearance of blossoms is much more rare
plants are asleep like they don’t really care
Even with heat I’m chilled to the bone
gotta save energy here in our home
I sit in the morning with a cup of coffee
gazing out the window and trying to see
But the fog in my brain makes everything slow
I wanna’ hibernate, don’t wanna’ press ‘go’
Blame it if I must on seasonal fog
while I lay around here like a tired old dog
© Jeannie M Myers ~ 2/6/2016
