Cold Winds Blow

The cold winds bitterly start to blow. Frost glistens as my breath shows. The cold seeps all the way to my bones. My feet start to drag like a couple of stones. I walk for a while to escape this freeze. My joints ache I can’t outrun this breeze. The sun rises I feel warmth with its light. It combats the wind with which I fight. The air is so cold it freezes my thoughts. My stomach is turning and twisting in knots. As the sun warms my head thaws out. I slip to a dream, winter is about. The day gets better but soon it is done. I watch colors explode with the setting sun. As it ducks down behind the hills, I feel the return of winter chills. On the way home I feel like a lost sheep, I get home to find I’m too tired to sleep. I close my eyes my thought still seep, I think that perhaps I got in too deep.