Cold World

February 28, 2016

Cold

Constantly

Consistently

Unfailingly

Cold

Every day

I count down the hours

Minutes

Until I go home

Return to my robe

Fuzzy

Purple

Warm

Always there

Fighting away the cold

Relaxing me

Heating me

Comforting me

My only wish

That it was socially acceptable

To wear a robe in public

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