Snow -sweet * Cold- crape  

djbeaulieu

I like to watch the snow descend ever so softly,

to lay gently on the cold, cold, cold, cold ground.

I like to see it freshly sleeping on the surface

 of this beautiful earth.

I like to romp and touch it, to feel it run over my palm

and drip onto the snow blanket below.

Oh, but not its cold, not it’s cold.

I like to watch the icicles drip

and leave their droplet foot prints

below them in the cold, cold, cold snow.

Winter can be beautiful beyond measure,

but for me I measure its cold, its frigidness.

I really dislike the cold incase you did not know!!!!

I like a soft hand, a warm smile,

the gleam in her eyes,

 the sweet smile on her face,

 I like her gentle whisper as it tickles my heart

 with her love

while we watch the heat flicker

from the fire place slightly above.

May be I do like winter

Not, may be just its indoor activities.

djb

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