Summer in DecemberA Poem by Beka PerryThis what I was think about the recent weather, in Missouri, I been having.The warm air hits my skin, The sun sends a sweating vibe. Such warm weather, For such a cold December… The tree is up, Lights are everywhere. I guess Santa will love Handing out presents This year… The 70 degrees air, The shorts and the flip flops. What has come of Mother Nature? Where is our white Christmas? There’s no snow on ground, Only heat radiates the humid air. I look out the window, Hoping for dark blue skies And the snowflakes to fall. I guess summer in December Isn’t that great After all… © 2012 Beka Perry |
StatsAuthorBeka PerrySt. Charles, MOAboutI'm sweet, amazing, and ginger. I love to right about my experiences and things I feel or things I see people deal with. Love is what I write about the most. more..Writing
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