do you know that lonely cold feeling you get

the one where you don’t know what is there

it appears out of nowhere

and is filled with fear?

 

the cold breeze and the night sky,

during a winter season time,

the unsympathetic freeze and the overthinking sighs

the home alone and distant calls

during a shorter season of time

the clock is at speed but the days are slow.

 

the closer bonds and the summer glow

during a summer sunshine

the chitter chatter and season of blondes

during a time to feel alive

is my mind missing that so?

 

the summer feel of coffee shops and ice cream

during a feel of brighter memories

the fall of cosy blankets and hot soup

during a feel of darker centuries

 

the rise of sun

can be alot more fun

when this snow-rise isn't the right one