Winter Comments

Well I sure know the cold hurts and I found that out merely going from the East of Canada to the West and spent my first winter in tears. The cold was harsh and it took me awhile to learn how to dress properly and then the confusion of the dang Chinook. It was welcomed but tearing your clothes off in the morning, coming out in the afternoon to bitter cold again and some are surprised when we get sick. We're not all skiers and cross country walkers who say they enjoy the cold. We merely get use to it and learn how to handle it...Thank you for this poem.....

It ticks me off too when people talk about the cold like it was something wonderful. Good write, Raymond! Thanks for sharing.