There’s a breeze that’d skin ye
As My mother would say
Wrap up well – Eat your porridge
Now off out to to play.

Slipping and sliding – hard to stand steady
Come home for your tea
I’ll call you when it’s ready.

A sneeze or a snuffle
She didn’t care
Wind whipping your nostrils
Fingers numb tingling bare.

No matter the weather
Be it wind, rain or snow
You’d be out in the elements
Without question or no.

Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )