winter times

Winter is here

Everything is covered under
The big white blanket.

Cool air touches my bare arms
and a shivering ran down my spine,

like electricity runs in a wire.

Trees are cover under fog

Green leaves I can hardly see

The boulevard is wet and 

The wet smell of soil

blesses my soul.

I walk alone 

through the soupy fog

When micro droplets of

Icy mist kiss my cheek and 

I smile.

I love it.

I walk alone smelling and feeling.

I wish the winter stays

and bless me even more.