April 2nd

Warmth

I have never been accustomed to the cold.

When winter came I burrowed into a huge cocoon of blankets; I stayed there until the sun came out.

I used to wear long sleeves until the hottest day of summer, then I'd tie my jacket 'round my waist (in case the weather changed).

For me the world seemed a constant cold place.

When I met you in August, there was something in your eyes.

I couldn't quite place it, but I guess I recognized the look of warmth and kindness.

Your arms reminded me of that warmest summer day.

Your smile reminded me of the sudden sunny rays.

I have never been accustomed to the cold.