Remember those winter days <br />with a snow, white carpet <br />and the nights when the moon <br />resembled a scintillating target <br />and the nearby frozen slope <br />with coasting sled riders huffing <br />and your mouth releasing smoke <br />like an old locomotive puffing. <br /> <br />Remember those winter days <br />when a snow storm was mangling <br />and all the local roof tops <br />had crystal icicles dangling <br />and the air was extremely cold <br />and the chimney was always whining <br />but you still felt warm.... <br />thinking of Spring soon arriving.<br /><br />Joseph T. Renaldi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-memory-of-winter/
