Friday, December 9, 2011

Cold and Cookies

Cold
Cookies
Bitter sweet
this season is to me
Cold and wet on my nose
Chimes and Bells tinkle and go
Lights twinkle on the trees
Bitter sweet this season is to me
The cold bites and stings my toes
Carolers sing and the wind gently blows
I sit and listen, enchanted by the moons glow
Bitter sweet this season is to me
Bitter is the cold
Fresh liver and spice cookies are sweet to the nose
Bitter sweet is this season to me