I Miss Snow
I miss tugging on my snow suit and barely managing to button my purple winter coat over top of it
I miss the warmth of mittens and soft hats that covered my ears and made it hard to hear the howling wind
I miss the numbness that nipped my toes and fingers
I miss the soft crunch that would go off with every step I made underneath each boot
I miss making snowballs and building a fort to defend
I miss laying down and my hair getting covered in frost while I made an angel in the snow
I miss sledding down hills and feeling like for a moment I could fly
I miss the magical trees that lost their leaves and the ones that grew green and white
I miss the chilly air that was so frigid it ached to breathe but was refreshing all the same
I miss the soft flakes that danced down from the sky all wonderfully different
I miss the one giant cloud that meant more snow would be coming
I miss not having school and the joyous wake up from mom that it was canceled
I miss playing with my friends without having to worry about leaving them
I miss that first moment waking up when you run down stairs and see the world is covered in white powder
I miss watching the snow flakes fall at night piling up for the next day
I miss being called inside after a long day with a warm mug of cocoa waiting
I miss the knowledge that everything would be ok and happy just like the day had been
I miss being a kid where snow was the most magical thing and everything was simple
I miss my family and not being gone all the time and watching the snow together
I miss gathering around the fireplace and watching Christmas movies all together not a care in the world
I miss the magic of Santa Claus and trying to stay up late to catch him
I miss putting out milk and cookies and not knowing where they went
I miss being happy and not having to leave or worry about the future
I miss feeling and joy and just being able to hug my mom without sadness following me
I miss lighting the tree and hanging ornaments all while dancing with a Santa hat on my head
I miss matching pjs and Christmas photos with the dogs and hanging stockings
I miss winter real winter and I wish I knew where it went
I miss being happy and knowing that everything would be ok
I miss my family and
I miss happiness and
I miss snow
Copyright © Bella Holt | Year Posted 2021
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