The Key to Winter

The key to winter is
finding meaning
in grays,
clouds — absence of sky
amongst the smog and bare
twigs;
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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