The snow looks like someone is shaking powdered sugar
all over the landscape.
It falls silently and yet you can seem to feel its motion
even through the window.
I am warm, yet I know what the cold feels like.
I remember it.
It’s not unpleasant, but it still makes me shiver a bit.
The blanket looks comfortable to lie in.
Although I know the truth.
While soft, it is definitely not going to be called cozy.
Cozy would be the hot chocolate with whipped cream that warms the chilled
fingers after shoveling and playing.
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