"Winter kept us warm," he said,
Spring almost deadening,
Vitality conjured up to none,
While spirits numb to break free.
But I did receive a snowman once,
Who loved warm hugs,
Pushing its paunch out from a matchbox,
And read a letter of hearts.
I did share an evening of hearts,
With winds Elsa-icicled,
Lights twinkling like nursery rhymes,
In a flowered with people—nursery!
Hot chocolates and marshmallow,
And kebabs and pizzas,
And tummies rumbling,
Over tunes forgotten,
And feet blistering,
Over joyous nostalgia,
And tucked up in red sweaters,
Mufflers and all,
Stuffed with warmies,
And hands to hold,
And hearts to share,
And stares to please,
And tears to hold,
And lights to bring
A year to an end,
And belief,
Hope,
Wonder,
Songs,
Breathings,
Intimacy,
With a tinch of wine and tea.
And winter did keep us warm,
For all the reasons oh so rejuvenating,
An evening of perfect company,
And well, perhaps, for the kebabs to cherish.
Spring almost deadening,
Vitality conjured up to none,
While spirits numb to break free.
But I did receive a snowman once,
Who loved warm hugs,
Pushing its paunch out from a matchbox,
And read a letter of hearts.
I did share an evening of hearts,
With winds Elsa-icicled,
Lights twinkling like nursery rhymes,
In a flowered with people—nursery!
Hot chocolates and marshmallow,
And kebabs and pizzas,
And tummies rumbling,
Over tunes forgotten,
And feet blistering,
Over joyous nostalgia,
And tucked up in red sweaters,
Mufflers and all,
Stuffed with warmies,
And hands to hold,
And hearts to share,
And stares to please,
And tears to hold,
And lights to bring
A year to an end,
And belief,
Hope,
Wonder,
Songs,
Breathings,
Intimacy,
With a tinch of wine and tea.
And winter did keep us warm,
For all the reasons oh so rejuvenating,
An evening of perfect company,
And well, perhaps, for the kebabs to cherish.