The Key to Winter

The key to winter is
finding meaning
in grays,
clouds — absence of sky
amongst the smog and bare
life in the suspension thereof.
Warmth within, despite
the biting cold strolling along the sidewalks.

Embrace frost, see its
intricacies.  Neglect how it hurts
fingertip feelings.
Throw a wad of snow
white, soft and harmless
to mock-harm a friend –
hear how the cold slows the echoes
of laughter as the ball bursts
upon chest, on arm, leg.

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1 Response to The Key to Winter

  1. Tawna Robinson says:

    Oh Miss Nichole, You are ever playful and cute….. Tawna From: busymindmusings To: Sent: Sunday, December 6, 2015 3:22 PM Subject: [New post] The Key to Winter #yiv1541121217 a:hover {color:red;}#yiv1541121217 a {text-decoration:none;color:#0088cc;}#yiv1541121217 a.yiv1541121217primaryactionlink:link, #yiv1541121217 a.yiv1541121217primaryactionlink:visited {background-color:#2585B2;color:#fff;}#yiv1541121217 a.yiv1541121217primaryactionlink:hover, #yiv1541121217 a.yiv1541121217primaryactionlink:active {background-color:#11729E;color:#fff;}#yiv1541121217 | Nichole Sanderson posted: “The key to winter isfinding meaningin grays,clouds — absence of skyamongst the smog and baretwigs;life in the suspension thereof.Warmth within, despitethe biting cold strolling along the sidewalks.Embrace frost, see itsintricacies.  Neglect ho” | |

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