“The Thaw” by Emma Day #WednesdayWords

This weeks #WednesdayWords is a short, one stanza poem, which I wrote about spring. I chose to keep it short and powerful and I'm pleased with it.

I hate the winter. I hate being cold and everything and everyone around me being cold - in both the literal and metaphorical senses. Spring often brings new starts and lifts peoples moods. The darkness is leaving for night time and we are getting that much missed vitamin D on our skin. This short, original poem, is a ball of double meanings, which sums up the already visible changes that spring brings in my mind.

The Thaw
The cold wind no longer grips you, with its icy hands.
Your tender breath, not a visible puff of smooth, white smoke.
Winter doesn't kiss your pale face anymore.
Natures frozen heart has begun to thaw.
(C) Emma Day

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