Knowing I Am Warm

I lie in bed wrapped like a pig in a blanket
Snuggle deep within the warmth
All sides air tight to keep me warm
Against a snow storm raging outside
Flinging cold, icy snowflakes all around
Making it hard to see what is out there
But knowing I am warm, comfy
Inside under heaps of blankets

Heat Rises

Heat rise upon the land
Baking the ground hard
Like a cookie in an oven.
Humid air blows though its nostrils
Baking the land even further.
Sweltering day is on hand
For the climb in the heated numbers
Is reaching to its peak;
To set forth more humid warm days ahead.