Winter’s Cold First Kiss
by Tyler Morrison
Dear brother and sweet sister,Â
Let's walk down by the river.Â
We'll whisper and we'll shiverÂ
At winter's cold first kiss.
Then we'll watch the golden leavesÂ
Slip down sleepy streamsÂ
With old forgotten dreamsÂ
We remember we should miss.
Here's how we'll spendÂ
The end of December:Â
Pretending with friendsÂ
And absolute strangersÂ
That the changing weatherÂ
And obsolete calendarsÂ
Portend no thing,Â
Absolutely nothing,Â
For our futures…
Sharing some laughs and drinks,Â
Shedding some tears and clothing,Â
But leaving our youthful fearsÂ
Unspoken again.
So, dear brother and sweet sister,Â
Let's walk back to the river.Â
We'll whisper and we'll shiverÂ
To think we might lose this bliss.
Very nice!