Too warm to snow here
Christmas in the south,
Raindrops instead of snowflakes,
Mud instead of snow drifts.
Missing my mountains,
Missing the crisp dry cold
That gave way to a bright sun and blue skies.
Somehow the north felt warm when it was 30
And the south feels cold when it’s 50.
Damp, not dry.
Better for my skin,
Harder on my disposition.