It came and went, another storm,
much colder than the last.
And in its wake, my frozen form
whose warmth has long since passed.
Those dreary skies lurk overhead,
with clouds of wintry gray.
But in my soul, there is a thread
of hope for Spring one day.
Thoughts creep back to just last year:
Our burning sun shined bright.
We basked in light without a fear
that one might get frostbite.
So muster courage. Go outside.
Wave your hand high, too.
Keep the faith – Cold can’t abide,
today is Hoodie Hoo!
Stand you tall on frozen streets
and shout the cold away.
Then watch the snow as it retreats
and look for warmth to stay.