Wishful Winter
Awoken by sunlight, drifting in
through the shades, out of the warmth,
towards the light.
Heart accelerating with each step.
Draw back the curtains and splashed
with blinding light.
A sparkling wonderland,
a world to conquer.
Now outside bundled up,
in armer,
movement restricted,
frolicking along my dog,
with armer of her own,
follows pursuit.
Hours pass and the wonderland is almost conquered,
the sun begins to die
and my dad calls my name,
my conquest has to end.
Bounding up the steps
along with my dog racing to the door, face frozen,
nose red, enter into the house.
Warmth wraps around me,
encasing me,
peeling off layer after layer of clothed armer,
my dog is next to lose a coat
and then bounding together towards the kitchen where
chocolate fills the air.
Now besides a roaring fire,
on my dad's lap, snuggling
with my dog and hot chocolate in hand a contented
sigh...
sweet dreams are sure to follow
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