WINTER ENVY

WINTER ENVY

I live in the California desert
each day is sunny and bright,
in the middle of winter
that doesn't seem so right.

There is no snow or bitter cold
not much chance of it, I'm told,
Sisters in Missouri, it's ten below
has five inches of ice and six foot of snow.

She can make snowmen and snow ice cream
frozen streets and frozen streams,
she can go sledding in the bitter wind
drink hot cocoa with a friend.

Cuddle up close, bundle up tight
go ice skating in the moonlight,
sit by the fire all rosy and red
wear hats and earmuffs on her head.

Mittens on her hands for extra heat
oh, my that does sound so sweet,
bitter cold, ice, and ten below
frozen streams covered with snow.

I ask her to send snowballs by mail
but all attempts seem to fail,
she froze them and sent them rush
when I got them, they were mush.

No cutting wood at six below
no wading through ten foot snow,
no freezing nights and icy days
winter envy leads me astray.

I have my desert each day I wake
and starry night without flakes,
I'm thankful for the sun's warm light
If I were there I'd have frostbite.