A whiff of Frost on the greenish grass
As I step out into a cold October morning
The leafs have long been fallen
The air so pure and cold
It hurts my lungs as I walk along houses
Of strangers that I've never seen
The solitude gives me certainty
I let my mind wander
How I love the cold times of the year

You're the grass beneath my feet,
tickling at my toes,
and darling,
your softness is inviting.

You're the sun that lights my face,
teasing out a smile,
and darling,
your warmth is inviting.

You're the swing set in my back yard,
strong even after all these years,
and darling,
your steadiness is inviting.

You're a mug of cocoa warming my hands,
so pleasant after a snowball fight,
and darling,
your sweetness is inviting.

You're a picture of loveliness,
hung with care on my wall,
and darling,
your frame is inviting.

1. Your sweet embrace
2. Your grinning face
3. Your cherry lips
and
4. Your cheery quips.

The first four in a long list
of reasons I will
always
accept your invitation.