Winter

The chilled weather, the frozen surroundings dreams for a fresh day inspired me to write this poem…

The dew drops adorned my window, 

When I was lying low, 

I was cuddling under my bedspread, 

I was blessed enough to have my delicacies spread.

I saw the birds shivering, 

Are they complaining?

Oh…. No, they are enjoying the chilled weather, 

I saw them shaking their feathers together, 

They found shelter under the tree, 

Where they can enjoy the fresh air for free, 

The sky is missing the bright rays of the sun, 

As The Sun is a latecomer because… 

for him winter is fun!! 

For every creature winter is rejuvenating, 

I can understand what they are communicating. 

I wish I were a bird to fly high in the chilled air, 

I wish I were a tree to decorate my hair, 

With green and white dotted hair bands, 

I would welcome winter with open hands, 

Because winter is exciting, 

And all the more fascinating. 

And when it would pass by, 

I would say ,"Winter, goodbye!”

By Samarth