Cold Mornings

Bring a desire for warmth For coffee or tea Anything hot Steaming So the heat caresses The face And the hands Offering a hint of warmth Cold mornings Make getting out of bed Difficult at best The blankets Comforting Calling one to stay Seductive Asking us to stay Under their protection Cold mornings Are refreshing In their own way With fresh air Easy to breathe And empty street’s Cold mornings Have their own charm