the nights are long,

the days are short.

it’s dark.

and it’s cold.

there are no birds out,

and the air never feels clear.

the silence from the outside creates a noise of its own.

it’s unsettling,

eerie,

seeing the trees covered in snow and no movement within.

it can very easily be someone’s least favorite season.

but sometimes,

just before the sun falls below the horizon,

the world ignites in an orange glow

and color is restored for a moment.

and sometimes,

it gets so cold,

you can see the pretty pictures the frost creates on your window.

and sometimes,

in the quiet,

you can finally relax,

and listen to yourself.

when you finally take a step back

and see all of the “sometimes”

you can realize

maybe winter isn’t all that bad.