The cold doesn’t last, but when it arrives
It reminds us all that we’re still alive.
Vivid memories violently spring to mind
Of each cold spell that froze our time.
That froze our water heater,
Which froze our faces.
Then froze our floorboards
Which froze all traces
of life, then replaced it
With something priceless.
Christmas lights and decorations
Splattered around all of creation.
Old family members and warm fires
Satisfy our simplest desires.