Windchill- Poem

Windchill

By Ben Fetterman

You wake up and check the weather.
20 degrees Fahrenheit outside.
Forgot to check then wind.
Step outside,
Scarfless and thin gloved.
Only to realize that thanks to gusty conditions,
It’s really more like 0 out.
Just when you had thought winter had mellowed out briefly,
You get killed by
Windchill

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