winter wonderland

so empirical are my desires

to breathe the freshness that’s offered

chilly cold air

so much is here

out in the snow

it glistens and is blown

to make hills that thrills

the senses

laughing outloud

on the sled

we can touch the sky

with our might

my will says,

“Let’s go faster”

I forget

As I tempt the season to deliver

More snow

That we probably have had enough

But seeing it fall

Encourages me to be out in it all

Sledding, making snow angels

And tossing snowballs here and there

Is nearer to the pleasure

That you can measure by just inches