Written by: Melani Udaeta

You asked me once
Simply stating 'why'?
The snow is so pretty
how can beauty make you cry?

I don't like sleds
won't catch me on skis;
don't like my nose cold
I prefer my skin with a sunny breeze

The touch of water
the sound of the waves
everything dissapears;
the Ocean saves

I can't indulge the sea
when I'm bundled in a coat
I sure can't swim
if my air is frozen