The sun during winter
often plays the role of trickster,
a false prophet of hope.
Its rays of light bounce off
parked cars and shop windows,
luring us out of our cozy beds
under the guise of a warm embrace.
As fools, we venture outdoors
and believe the air will not assault us.
Unfortunately, we discover winter
has conned the sun to help it
carry out the vengeance
of a scorned Iover.