In winter we shiver, our muscles quiver,
Unless we wrap up warm.
Hat, scarf, gloves, cuddles, love.
No longer feel forlorn.
Boy oh boy that was hard! *Wipes sweat from brow* I’ve been pondering this prompt since it was said and kept trying, and failing, to write! I’m not a fan of what I came up with, but at least I managed it!
Mrs TeePot also goes by the name Livi and is a tea drinking, chocolate munching, social networking writer.
She is the Snapshot Round Up writer for Britmums and also moonlights at www.urbanvox.net adding some extra raunch to their "Fun & Frolics" column.