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Why would I dream of winter?

Posted on by cepcarol
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The only kind of snowman I’ve encountered. – by C.E. Pereira

I’ve not experienced falling snow.
Nor a snow storm or blizzard.
I’ve never built a snowman.
Nor been in a snow fight.

A frozen pond on a winter’s day.
To imagine skating on ice.
Oh, to think of such fun.
I can almost savor it.

Of sliding down snow slopes.
Exhilarating, on a toboggan.
Go skiing, go snowboarding.
I dream on a sunny afternoon.

Blizzards in the cold of winter.
Safe in the warmth of a home.
Cosy at the fireside, reading.
Drinking a hot cup of cocoa.

Some might call me nuts.
For summer is always mine.
So, why would I dream of winter?
I must be nuts after all.

By C.E. Pereira
(22-5-2020)

Author:

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

13 thoughts on “Why would I dream of winter?”

    1. Yes, it is to experience winter. I’ve seen the glaciers in Alaska and walked on the one in New Zealand. It would be awesome to feel snowflakes falling on my face. To make snowballs and snowmans. Even to see the Northern Lights. I’ve experienced Spring and Autumn in Europe, hence Winter is calling. With the lockdown and my mother being not well, I wonder when I will get to see winter.

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