Winter will be

My nose began twitching because I could feel winter’s touch

Chimney’s began to burn hot

I can hear the wood crackling and I can smell the cherry in the smoke

I enjoy the sound of leaves rustling under my feet

Soon enough we’ll have to stop ourselves from sliding

Straight down the street, right into a pile of snow

With ice so cold to the touch it stings

We have mixed feelings, but the joy it brings is exhilarating

The memories that we lock in makes it all worth the waiting

Captivating is just me stating a few facts

Winter is cold, but it is followed with a warmth from the homes

A warmth that happens to be traditions years old

Hot chocolate and marshmallows has always been a favorite

Followed by fluffy blankets and pillows

While waiting on a Saturday morning breakfast

When I close my eyes I can still smell my mommas homefries

I can smell the sausages, bacon, eggs, grits and biscuits

Them nostalgic Saturday mornings was always a hit

It was never a miss

If I could hop inside a time portal and travel back to any of it

promise that I would be the first one in line

To sit down and have breakfast with both my parents just one more time

The mittens and earmuffs adds an extra layer of protection

I hated thermals as a child but now I embrace it

I can now taste it deep down in my bones

If I don’t keep them protected, it feels like my blood is all gone

So understand, winter can be cold and sweet, or bitter as lemon tea

However at the end of the day, winter will be, what winter will be