Winter’s Tale

Photo of Fanta, a brindle Staffordshire bull terrier (staffie) dog, in a bed with pink and pale blue bedding. Caption reads: "I want to stay in bed today.

Winter’s Tale

Poem by Iris Carden

I want to stay in bed today,
the morning's way too cold.
The aches and pains are telling me
my body's getting old.

Autumn went by so very fast
and winter's taking hold.
A rainy, dismal winter,
now my house is  full of mould.
There's a possum in my ceiling.
It moved in to get warm.
It made a hole to see that 
I won't do it any harm.
Photo of a hole in a white ceiling, with possum fur sticking through.  Caption says: there's a possum in my ceiling.
If you ask me how I like the cold,
You know I'll tell you straight:
I'd rather stay in bed all day
and learn to hibernate.

The possum and the mould
could both be left to sit,
until springtime comes around
and I'd deal with all of it.

But humans, alas, are not
built to hibernate.
So cold winter mornings just
continue to draw my hate.

This poem was written in response to the Saturday Writing Club prompt: Change of Season.

By Iris Carden

Iris Carden is an Australian indie author, mother, grandmother, and chronic illness patient. On good days, she writes. Because of the unpredictability of her health, she writes on an indie basis, not trying to meet deadlines. She lives on a disability support pension now, but her ultimate dream is to earn her own living from her writing.

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