White
Gray
Black
Sprinkles of snow
One week later
Cold
Breath unfurls from lips that whispered
Excitement flushes through already
Reddened cheeks
The chill inhaled returns as smoke
Sleet decorates town into a fantasyland
Where angels are made
And children turn into eskimos
Until the call of hot chocolate is too tempting to resist
Sweater upon sweater
Upon layer upon layer
New boots are quickly worn
And the cool hurries along
Gray
Black
Sprinkles of snow
One week later
Cold
Breath unfurls from lips that whispered
Excitement flushes through already
Reddened cheeks
The chill inhaled returns as smoke
Sleet decorates town into a fantasyland
Where angels are made
And children turn into eskimos
Until the call of hot chocolate is too tempting to resist
Sweater upon sweater
Upon layer upon layer
New boots are quickly worn
And the cool hurries along
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.

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