I can smell its wrath
feel it on my skin
even hear it
as it moves closer
my favorite season
sad enough to cry leaves
overcome by time
and a tired sun
so I wait
if I can hide
Reading you, makes me feel if someone is reading my heart aloud, in better words i could myself.
Yeah, I really do not like the winter, especially now that I am retired and my wife is still working.
I can imagine, I am sort of retired too (early retirement) and mostly alone at home and chill makes it lonelier than it already is.
I grew up in Nebraska. The bitterness of winter never suited me. In the south, I fare better, but still find myself a little melancholy with too many cold days in January. Still, I find myself missing the snow and ice sometimes,always at the ready with my shovel and salt!
I bought a snow blower and a real nice motorhome. The snow blower saves my fragile back, and when I curse no one can hear me. The motorhome is used often in the summer and sooner than later will be used to escape the freaking winter.
Can you believe I am happy as a lark to scoop snow when we DO get a little snow? Ha ha!! Even living here, I still find myself wishing we could travel to the islands (St. Maartin is my favorite) for a couple of months in the winter. I am always comfortable on the beach, basking in the sun!
What you get are frozen ice storms and they are real nasty. I spent a little time in western Arkansas, real close to Oklahoma. Ah yes, the beach.