I like the snow, white and fluffy, cold, yet inviting. I don't know why? Really, I don't have a clue. I don't like being cold, but it is invigorating though. I guess it's probably a morbid curiosity. Cold, frozen, unmoving, yes dead, I mean dead. It's a relationship I despise. I do realize it is part of the life function. A major part, although an unpleasant subject.
A true calling, we all may not apply for, but get the task anyway. I guess that's what is ringing so clear for me. A taste of the end, without it being the end. The weird delight I take in a joyful way of cheating death. Even if only for pretend, and briefly, like I said before "I don't like being cold". I'm pretty sure I'd like being dead even less. So Winter is really a give and take from kinda season. The end, mindful of a swiftly approaching gasp for the newness of spring.
I'm just going to stand here and watch my breath roll from my mouth in a ball that's reaffirming I'm alive. So enjoy the taste without paying for the meal. But before you do try out Fall first, the leaves colors are to die for.
A true calling, we all may not apply for, but get the task anyway. I guess that's what is ringing so clear for me. A taste of the end, without it being the end. The weird delight I take in a joyful way of cheating death. Even if only for pretend, and briefly, like I said before "I don't like being cold". I'm pretty sure I'd like being dead even less. So Winter is really a give and take from kinda season. The end, mindful of a swiftly approaching gasp for the newness of spring.
I'm just going to stand here and watch my breath roll from my mouth in a ball that's reaffirming I'm alive. So enjoy the taste without paying for the meal. But before you do try out Fall first, the leaves colors are to die for.
remember that winter is only a hibernation, so too might be death!
ReplyDeleteI'm not dead yet. So I can't say. I've only bought the bus tokens.
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