Winter nostalgia

I wish for the cold winter nights

When I was a child,

Book in hand and wrapped in blanket

Dozing off in between,

Lulled by the coziness.

Cold icy winds, teeth chattering

As I blow warm breath into the air

And watch it melt into nothingness.

Oh icy winters at home

I miss you, each passing year.

I miss watching the wide fields at night

Engulfed in blankets of white fog

Screening the view beyond

And everything around.

Is there a ghost amidst the obscureness

Or the misty nightfall played

A scene of mystery 

To scare me!

I miss my winter gloves,

The home knit sweaters and woollen socks;

Colourful muffler and a knitted cap

All around my head

Ruffling my hair.

Doubly protected in every lining of cloth,

The winter chill reminds me

Of the cheer of staying indoors

A blazing evening fire,

Water boiling in the kettle;

All things warm and comforting.

Shining light through the misty mornings,

Icy cold water to the touch;

Basking in the winter sun

After a very reluctant bath.

Memories and memories

Of fond winter holidays

When the atmosphere was much colder

And the fun of winter shivers

Cast a happy spell, amidst all.