winter solstice, old friend of mine, kindred spirit
I love to see and feel you every time
you bring such happiness to my soul
gray days that speak to me in tones
gray and white
windy days bitter to the touch
snowy days
sunny but cold days
december days that filled with joy
january days that chill the bone
february days that go on and on
laying in some golden long grass
cold yet oh so warm
flurries begin to fall
I try to touch them all
cold starry nights
when silence is all that can be heard
except for the frozen lake cracking
days of sledding and ice skating
and then march comes and you go away
and when you’re gone I’m always waiting
