Winter Morning


December 2nd

Warm, cozy, comfortable.

I was snuggled in my abundance of fuzzy blankets,

Head barely peeking out from underneath.

My dog nestled next to me

Snoring softly.

All I want to do is stay

Stay in the warmth and coziness of my safe haven.

I sigh as I reluctantly get up

Painfully aware of the chill in the air

Knowing deep down there’s snow on the ground.

I walk to the door,

Open it knowing it’s well below freezing.

My breath catches from the first inhale

The cold air piercing my lungs and shocking my system so I jolt awake

Coming out of my sleepiness.

The world becomes blurry as I exhale, 

The air fogging in front of my eyes,

Freezing as I breathe.

I shut the door and turn,

Ready for my cup of morning coffee

Ready for the warmth and comfort after the shock of wintry air and scenery. 

Ready for another day.  
 

mckennasmith

VT

19 years old

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