Here you come my way again
I peeped through my window
Powder is everywhere as the rain
White smiles greets me as a show
Tempted I am to come into you
Cold abounds, winds they blow
Here you are inside my view
Stepped outside, now I know
The face of nature, whitened by you
My breath I see as no other time
Darkness of night, steps aside to
Shivers sets in, to ache is fine
Not everywhere will feel your grip
Some dare to wonder about you
With ice all around one can slip
Another suffers from winter blues
A planet needs your presence here
A break from all the heat
Creature here, not everywhere
Your season, they eagerly greet
So when winter comes and goes
Such cold and frigid wind I'll missed
I'll pack away these special clothes
Then kiss goodbye, what I can't resist
Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.