Wintertime And Youthfulness Poem by Dorsey Baker

Its wintertime
in the north
its brutally cold
icy fingers
and icy toes
welcome the fireplace
and its flames
naked youthfulness
curled up on the couch
enjoy a peaceful sleep
window shades closed
like droopy eyelids
keep a secret well
youthful pleasures
build their castle
a fortress without a wall
their energy a powder keg
so easily ignited
but waiting for spring
and summer
a weather change
about to come
as snow starts to melt away
and flowers begin to bloom