My room was warm when I went to bed,
(I turned the heater off before I slept)
Snug and cozy beneath all the blankets
But cold alongside darkness crept
Like frost on windowpanes, chill slinks through
Spreading slowly, nothing can stop it
Where warmth resided, cold now reigns
Floods start with a drop in the bucket.
Dawn comes, alarms ring, I groan as I awake
Emerging from a warm cocoon, only cold to find.
The hardest part about waking in Winter
Is leaving the Blankets behind.
I’m in the Southern Hemisphere, so while Most of Vocal is complaining about heatwaves, I’m over here whining about low-single-digit temperatures and having to defrost my car to drive to work.
No one in my life appreciates how hard it is to unwrap myself from the blankets every morning…
About the Creator
Natasja Rose
I've been writing since I learned how, but those have been lost and will never see daylight (I hope).
I'm an Indie Author, with 30+ books published.
I live in Sydney, Australia


Comments (1)
I feel you. Waking up to cold in winter is rough. I've been there, having to defrost my car and peel myself out of warm covers. It's no fun.