Struggle Between Hot And Cold

For some reason it’s colder out here In my study than it is outdoors. People who see me walk down the sidewalk From the house to here must think me Greatly overdressed for it IS often warmer outside Than my cold quarters here would ever suggest. As I step over the threshold And shut the door behind me, I think for a second that I feel A small draft of cold air strike me Before I realize that it’s me who’s Brought a small draft of warmth inside And if there’s any struggle, this heat I bear will lose. rcs. Current draft: 2/16/2010 Created on 2/14/2010 3:46 PM