WINTER

I love the cold
Not for the walking to school every morning with numb toes and and red fingers
or working in the reserves freezing so much that i can hardly move.
But for the walks in the park where i can watch my own breath and just think of all the things that come to mind
and the amount of warmth you can find with another's body
This chill in the air has, more then anything, provoked so much thought