Nostalgia Winter

Trees shivered in the wind as winter gasped with frost the last fresh fallen snow. A lonely star frowned, As the sky was lighting with sparkling stars. The tree grumbled from its trunk of the frosty limbs of numb cold fingers. A candle flickered from the small window. Wind it whispered of the coming eve. The Trees shivered in the winters giggle. With numb fingers and frosty limbs. Nostalgia is a comforting old friend memories of the past winters when the sky is lit and one small star alone. Winds brushing and frosting with chilled puffs the limbs of the trees. I stood and watched from the window by the flicker of the candle light.