wind nibbles and bites
bitter breeze screams, "let me in!"
my breath flies away

A playful poem for a painfully cold evening. Still, even when I could swear to myself that I feel my eyeballs freeze in their sockets, I am grateful for what I have: a family, roof, car, and warm clothing. There are so many people in my area without those resources that at the moment I can only pray for them and again be thankful for now.