As winter readies to pack her bags and retire,
I yearn for bit more of foggy mornings and bonfire;
The spider-webs sparkling with the dew in sunlight,
The dahlias and lilies blooming in delight;
My lazy afternoons under the blanket with a novel,
The vacations and crazy moments of seasonal revel;
Chilling in the chills has a strange kind of fun,
Winter soothes the heart with peace like none...