The Winter Him.

december.

i tried to picture him,

in cranberry colored

scarves and turtleneck sweaters,

rosy cheeked

standing beside the Christmas tree.

i did not know the winter him,

but i am jealous of everyone who does.

 

i know flip flops,

the surfing,

the swim trunks,

the sand,

and the beach him.

 

but what about those

New England girls

who had snowball fights

with him in the woods?

the ones who snuggled up to him

while they waited for the

car to heat up.

the ones he gave his coat to

when it got chilly outside.

 

what of this winter him?

 

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