The Winter Effect

As I ambled down the snow-white pathway, I noticed the bitter winter on that cold-riddled day. I saw buildings enclosed by snow, that partly shielded me from the sky's dull glow. I feIt numbness on my fingers arising, while marching through the violent winds without compromising. I smelt the sweet scent of coffee brewing, oh, how enticed my nostrils were that morning! I heard the sound of trees whistling, and the haste of feet staggering. As snow piled on the sidewalks like heavenly glitter, this reassured the presence of winter.