I thought about the tropics today and how I hate the cold,
I thought about the sun and waves instead of the winds so bold,
I thought about leaving here and migrating onward south,
I thought about how much better it would be and the words exited my mouth.
Then...
I thought about the homeless mom and her hungry little kid,
I thought about how she must hate the cold more than I ever did.
I thought about my comfy home and then her home of naught,
I thought about had sad it was to have such a thankless thought.