The soft crunch of snow and ice underneath your feet
The gentle hug of hat and scarf
and the stronger embrace from jacket and gloves
You sigh and your breath freezes for a second there
Or be it by the fireplace,
the constant crackle as the logs give way
and the warmth reaches straight to your soul
With cupped hands around your drink
or embracing the one you love.
Or is Winter just hugging you back?