December 10, 2018 malachilasit

Cold Morning

Even though the sun

Makes his presence dramatic.

The wind pushes through any

Warmth fighting for my attention.

The grass hesitates to be vividly green,

And the bison mow down and roam.

Road trips, nintendo games,

Cracked windows, and light fog.

Its all that you can see with

Weather like this.

Days like this.

Moments like this and people like this.

Inspire a chemical change so familiar,

So comforting and so warm.

But the cold blue sky’s big smile still sends

Shivers down your arms, pulling the hairs.

What better times of the year is there?

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