Poem called Winter

Globster

Poem called Winter
We are in the midst of winter as the hold of us. 
As the cold wind hits my face
As the wind was knocking my as I drove my electric wheelchair I was wearing a hat and gloves
 As the wind was trying to send me off course I had quickly corrected the direction my electric wheelchair was going.
This helped my mind to be free

Ross_Alumni

It is quite windy out today, it's making it fairly chilly! Thanks for sharing @Globster