A cold shiver 

that runs down my spine.

From head to toe,

I feel like an ice cube in a freezer. 

These white flakes 

that seem so warm

as they sparkle in the sun

deceive my senses

for they are cold to the touch. 

This season that never disappoints.

This season that is seen all pure.

This season that gives delight.

This season where I am all grown.

It is Winter.

All I can do is shiver

with those flakes all hither.

I want to find my hug giver.

To have him by my side as I look into a river.

Winter, the season I have you.

To warm me up

when I get cold.

To show me love

when you grab my hand to hold.

To tell me I'm beautiful

when I doubt what I was told.

To give me the reasons

why you think I'm your gold.

You're my Winter.

I love Winter.