cold as a frog

when i wake these days
for the first moments i’m
definitely cautious with my movements

it’s only mid march
not yet spring, got my socks on now
the last of winter’s holding on, it seems

still dark
when i start
the coffee and computer

there’s a chill in my bones
as i glance toward the window from my chair
to observe the colors of progressing dawn

calmly i’m working on getting up to speed
will get underway soon as i can, but tell me,
it’s frigid these days in the early hours, isn’t it?

and either this year’s colder
or it’s merely another effect
of getting older