WHEN THE FROST IS ON THE HOT TUB

 When The Frost Is on The Hot Tub

When the frost is on the hot tub, and it’s freezin’ on the deck,
I step out in the morning an’ feel the shivers down my neck.
O it starts my feet to hoppin’ from the ice between my toes,
An’ I feel the wind astingin’ on my legs and ears and nose.
I lift the cover without stopin’ the chatterin’ of my teeth,
An’ I watch the steam arisin’ as it forms a silver wreath.
Now it’s hard to keep my balance cause there’s ice upon the step,
When the frost is on the hot tub, and it’s freezin’ on the deck.

I start the pool achurnin’ bubbllin’ out from every jet.
An’ I feel the hot tub callin’ from the warmth within its depths.
So I ease into the water that’s at first too hot to stand.
Then I sink below the surface as my longing now demands.
Oh I c’n feel the warmth asinkin’ into my achin’ bones,
As I lie there in the water and let out a happy moan.
But soon my time is over and I’m dreadin’ what comes next,
Cause the frost was on the hot tub, and it's freezin’ on the deck.

I can feel the chilling wind as I close the whole thing down.
It was summer in the hot tub but it's winter all around.

I pick my way with caution lest I be slippin’ on the ice.
The towel I left is frozen, and bare flip flops are hardly nice.
An’ my body’s still atremblin' as I step into the house.
I shake my limbs and rub them dry and call out to my spouse,
“The air outside was stinging cold, and I was soakin’ wet!
There was frost upon the hot tub, and it's freezin’ on the deck.”

This poem was published in the book Take Me To The Garden.

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