Extreme

I don’t mind the cold

If it isn’t extreme,

But since I am old,

Freezing temps sometimes seem

 

Like they’re too much to take

When I’m walking outside,

So for sanity’s sake,

I let age be my guide.

 

Just like Covid’s first weeks,

At a nice rapid pace,

I perfect my techniques

For an in-my-home race.

 

No opponents compete

So the win will be mine.

In 900 square feet,

I am certain to shine.

 

Friends have moved to a clime

Where the cold doesn’t go.

They may find it sublime

But for me, it’s a NO!

 

For the freeze will not last;

It will lose its steel grip

And the iciest blast

Beats humidity’s drip.