Winter Winds

I love the winter chilling winds that swings with long nights and short day plays, feeling warm under the woollen jackets and blankets having hot tea with the treat of whispering shivers, when the day blooms, dewdrops glitter on the petals of lovely flowers, These are the long nights that make magics with shining stars, whitey fog tries to stop the bobbling headlights of cars, I feel the dance of droplets on the window panes a campfire on the ground with tiny wooden pieces rubbing my freezing palms, feeling the copious fire, listening soothing cracking sound around my bound, my body craves to touch the rays of the sun, I go on a walk with my cute little dog in that thick white fog, I write my name on a glass pane, haaa voooooo ,,huh huu,, shivering,,, shivering..! it's the rhythm from my mouth, waiting for the sun for mirth.