The Winter Bites In

The winter bites in, leaving me to shiver and

Leaves me in all of a quiver, not able to get  

Warm, even though it has gone well past

Dawn –  the time I last began to yawn.

So it looks it like I’m staying here in the cold,

With my bones getting old. But one day, when 

The frost has gone, and spring has just turned

.The corner, I may be able to leave my fireside

And go out into the great outdoors – free at

Last. How I can’t wait to feel the warm air

touching my skin, knowing that Life is

not a sin.