Warmth of the Cold

The winter bells. Spellbinding the sky. Sings a spell. As pure white crystals dive. Kids feel alive. Accumulating stories to be told. Adults nest in their hives. Ruminating stories of the old. The chilled air swells. A fluffed up panorama. As the temperature melds. Us all into our pajamas. Exuding a late night smell. Aromatic Snacks from grandma. Receiving a kiss good night as well. Before entering a window view of awe.