Winter Wishes

February 2, 2018

You peer through the frosted windowpane, 

index finger extending to draw

diaphanous circles on frosty, damp glass

 

The once misty world comes into focus:  

 

Blankets of white drape over stockade fences, 

ashen powder lines crumbly bark and brittle branches;

The cold of December 

has never looked so inviting. 

 

You wish you could leave your mark on the world,

dotting the snowy sheet with your footprints,

as you traverse around with your tongue stuck out between chapped lips, 

lapping up every tiny patterned popsicle that the sky has to offer.

 

You hear a muted squeal of joy break

the silence of dawn through the pane 

That separates you from an infinitude of insouciance, 

Denying you the innocence and bliss you so desperately crave 

 

You stifle a tired yawn 

Before swivelling back to the lighted screen - 

You finally understand why they say, 

"You don't know what you have until it's taken away." 

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