winter, its crisp feeling
its coldness, its sharpness
the feeling of snuggling in bed with your doona
reading a book, a cup of tea
the feeling of wear every piece of clothing in your wadrobe just to be warm
the relief when someone you love dearly keeps you in a tight embrace the warmness, you dont get anywhere else...
Miss Smiley face
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-60/
