'my Winter'

I was born in a snow storm, and for that very reason I seem to love winter with all the lovely filigree snowflakes falling from the sky. Outside my window, is a pure white winter snow blanket. Some would like to just stay warm inside, not me- I want to walk in the snow. A quick breakfast and I dress for winter with a hat, scarf, mittens, and down-filled coat oh, and my warmest socks and high boots, see, I am Canadian and I know all about winter. My cat wants to follow me out the door, but I tell her NO, you will get frostbitten! Oh, the air is crisp and it is bitter cold and the trees are frozen soldiers standing silent guard. A snowflake kisses me. Already a snowplow has cleaned the street, and people are shoveling their driveways. Across the street, some kids are making a snowman oh, this brings me back to winter memories when it was I and my friends playing in the snow. Turn, turn back the clock to those winter days, of yesterday skating, sledding, snowball fights and making snow angels and later hot chocolate with gingerbread cookies, and we all had rosy cheeks. But even nowadays, there is plenty to do, my city has many outdoor festivals all winter long and horse carriage rides through downtown! There is a huge Christmas tree lighting event and we boost of the longest skating rink in the whole world. Where you can get beaver tails to eat (not real) but a delicious pastry and maple syrup sticks. Oh, have you ever gone horse back riding in snow! I love the Christmas craft fairs, and the chilly walks around my neighborhood looking at the flickering house lights and decorations, there is a peace like no other when your feet are creaking in the snow on a winter night. __________________________ November 17, 2017 Poetry/Free Verse/'My Winter' Copyright Protected, ID 17-9620-11-0 All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym. Written for the contest, 'My Winter' sponsor, Viv Wigley Third Place