Bitter cold outside, thoughts of going out makes me shirk <br />I wonder why I have to go to work <br /> <br />Snow boots, cap and a heavy coat; on myself I heap <br />I too wish I had some fleece, like that of a fattened sheep <br /> <br />With my favorite program on the television, into the couch I shrink <br />It couldn’t be more perfect if I brought myself a chocolate drink <br /> <br />Winter is for making a snowman and slinging snowballs at each other <br />Make the best of it NOW; you, the avalanche of time can smother <br /> <br />When it’s hot and humid we wish it were rainy <br />We desire for what we have not; that is life’s irony <br /> <br />Spring brings new life; summer full bloom <br />In autumn colors ebb; winter is comparatively a gloom <br /> <br />Seasons are welcome and to evolve they are necessary <br />It is a natural course and nothing at all to worry <br /> <br />A new season hails, winter ends, yet none I call as mine <br />With hope of warmth, someday, somewhere, I console my heart and recline.<br /><br />Bindu Vidyadhar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-19/
