myself and me

Winter

Without invitation

winter stops by

As always

greeting me with its sweet coldness

 

Without permission

Winter stays

like old times

decorating the world with ice and snow

 

Without planning

winter throws parties

serving hot chocolate and turkey

playing snow fight and skiing

 

Without noticing

I have used to the company of winter

occasionally

even enjoy its little tricks

 

Without goodbye

winter disappears

leaving a note on the budding branch

\"See you soon\"