Its another November morning
here in my little town
No snow on the ground
Not yet at least
Cold air settling
Grasping on my fingers
as I try to keep hold
of my Burning Cigarette
My ears are fire red
from the piercing temperatures of cold
Goose bumps crawl upon my skin
Shiver and shaking in my boots
The air grabs hold of my body
quaking me to the bone
Clouds hang high
Leaves blowing round my head
Frost tracing the car windows
its getting closer and closer
to the Winter months in December
Its too cold to stay out
Snow will be falling
Time for snow pants and winter boots
But for now, I shal enjoy this
cold November morning.
