Slow Down

Slow down, winter is catching up

Hibernation-like, the snow is piling up

And the frost is nipping at my nose

I long for the warmth of a bonfire

And the smell of a souvenir

Fancy overcoats are hanging in the closet

And the door is slowly creaking shut

I shiver and burrow deeper into my bed

As the cold seeps in and numbs my head

I dream of summer days

And sun-kissed skin

But for now, I'll just have to wait

And try to stay alive

Until the thaw arrives