I came from heat were the summer is no treat Stepped off the plane and froze my feet Just getting to a warm place to eat Felt like forever, put me back in the heat I finally got warm no clothing was torn A tear was a dare even my socks over my feet The cold was like thorns removing all the heat I must walk my dogs in this cold without heat Along came a dutch girl looking like she was warm How can it be so cold and she doesn't feel a thorn She was walking so warm and very cozy almost hot Like slow motion she moved, scarf swaying I must stop That day I learned something and I grew a great grin It can look like it's cold even feel like it too It's really not true the cold isn't in you When I arrived at my home I'd told what I'd seen And I still tell that story to all it could mean The cold is not a friend but to me it's not mean I become like that dutch girl the heat won't beckon me
You didn't have to go to Holland for the cold. It was pretty cold in New York State all winter. I'm part Dutch, so managed to survive this past bitter cold winter. Thanks for sharing!
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very nice i thought it was about the heat...
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