I never tire of looking at you in the sun.
Your hair is the color of fire as it ignites in the sunlight.
Its then I feel your warmth on this clear cold sunny day.
To tell you the truth I forgot it was cold for the moment.
You then smile at me and time seems to stand still and run rampant all at once.  
I have been a lonely Winter for so long.
And I welcome her..
She calls herself Spring.
And she slowly melts my heart away.