North Wind

Nature Around Us

The bite of the north wind

enters my lungs in a cold gasp.

The mist from my warm breath

floats in the air in front of me.

I pull my white woolen scarf

tighter around my neck,

trying to block the cold winds fingers

from my warm skin.

I hurry up the path,

following the golden glow

from the tiffany lamp

in the window of the snug little log cabin.

I close the door behind me quickly

so as not to let this cold intruder in

, but his bite has caused my body to shiver

in response to his cold power

that will last

till the sparrows

come back in the spring.

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