January winter objectivity the coldest month of the year a month that bring most folks to tears Wooly shawls, fluffy robes doggy ears slippers struggles to warm the curse of your cold feet ~~ Early to bed, and early to rise Followed by a hot cup of fresh mint tea Vick vaporize that stings your eyes Would make a blind person see clearly ~~ Re-corking that age old red wine from nineteen eighty-nine with two wines glasses on the top cabinet In hopes of one day for another romantic setting Or most likely your daughter futuristic June wedding ~~ let’s accepted the unacceptable I cannot imagine a winter without snow a summer without the hot blasting sun or autumn without the leaves slowly falling to the ground, mother nature the grief we feel your unalterable changes of your teaching once again you have won this round