A Silent Rush of Cold

A wispy dream; a velveteen morning; calming and serene; snow slowly drifting. Storms now brewing over the Northern sky blustery winter's breath I now descry! Heavy coat and hat; battling icy winds; animals in the barn; firewood to the bin. Warmest blanket on the bed; old cat purrs; knitted throw by the stove; toasty for sure. Chores are finally done; time to relax; snowflakes falling now covering my tracks. Teapot is ready, steam rises up high; biscuits from the oven; butter nearby. Look out the window; hazy from the frost; snow covers the pond; can't see where I crossed. Inhaling brisk air; a late snowy blow; peek out the door brings a silent rush of cold. 1/27/2021 All Yours Poetry Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand