Knife-like cold wind stings
My face. Gray skies return, no
Release from winter.

Cats sunning, taunting
Lily wants to chase, alas
Dogs must be leashed.

Slightest touch of green,
Kisses the edge of trees, grows
A bit more each day.

Billows of clouds, light
Reflected in pinks and golds,
From the setting sun.

Seems like forever
And just yesterday, always
Looking forward, you
Are the best man i know. Love
You. Happy happy birthday! ,

Gloomy and gray, damp,
Cold seeps through my clothes, and
I shiver, need warmth.

Shiny, thick, fragrant
Lovely, lovely chocolate.
Added herbs, spice, fun.

Smell the aroma,
Taste slowly, melting on
The tongue. Ha! As if!
Hard not to gobble it all
Down in a rush. Delicious.

Crescent moon against
Deep dark sky, stars all over
Twinkle. Cold, cold night.

Clear blue sky, cloudless.
Mountains, quiet, observing
Under sparkling snow.

Snow falls fast, cold, white.
Winter will not give way to
Spring, no, not quite yet.

The train moves, sunshine
Streams, my face both hot and cold,
Traveling with speed

Today is just clear
Enough to see the mountains
Majestic, quiet