The cold doesn’t last, but when it arrives It reminds us all that we’re still alive. Vivid memories violently spring to mind Of each cold spell that froze our time.
That froze our water heater, Which froze our faces. Then froze our floorboards Which froze all traces of life, then replaced it With something priceless.
Christmas lights and decorations Splattered around all of creation. Old family members and warm fires Satisfy our simplest desires.