December Days Poem by Nancy Trembley

Dark dreary December days
Mostly gray and white
The atmosphere depressing.
More night than day
My brain starving.
Why wasn't I designed to hibernate?
To cuddle up and dream about better days.
It would be great
I could lose weight
While doing nothing.
It's a win win
But no, not this time around.
Or forever for that matter.
I will have to buck up
Lift my chin, dust the snow off.
Put that fake smile on.
Preheat the car
And keep truck'in.
There's no hibernating
That's just a dream.
I have to wake up to the reality
I live in inevitably
In Minnesota.