Can relate to the theme, I just
want to curl up with a blanket and
sleep through all the cold weather,
my wife loves it ...

Nice rhythm expressed within, but
the last line seems to be missing one
beat. The only other niggle I had was
the use of "bear", although it fits very
well with the theme, it doesn't rhyme,
just made me pause on the first read.
On the second read, it worked but I
still thought there was one beat missing
in the last line ... or maybe I'm crazy,
maybe they are all right (joke, they don't
deliver well on the net)

Thank you for sharing and giving us
the opportunity to read and comment,
it is such an uplifting experience for both
the comment-er and the author (hopefully).

Richard

writing has a bouncy verve to it...
women in hood here
housing with combined straight
rentals.....brick steep roofs
narrow twisting lane through
reminds me of england of edwardian
vintage..new design 92'
wealth...although many went under
getting this place finished..
typical north money grab with fed backing
but at least it got finished..why i like this
town..city..
anyway....locals here...no fireplaces..
but many bake...many women are looked
after by their men
had to turn down a blueberry cheesecake
i had just hauled in from local timmies across
bridge a flat of donuts...oh we like sweets..
we wait for spring...sitting beneath out little
first floor porches and traingular garden
boxes to fuss with the plants....enjoying
the longer days till sundown past nine
but now..winter reigns....been frosty past
few days again...snowing again...trails filled
in....but sidewalks not puddle strewn or slushy
mix atop due to the weather change
biking which i do when my bikes work...i just
plow through all this to save money by not
taking bus..my back..pack covered in gravel
salt dirt....i did visit people with pellet stoves
woodstoves...nothing like wood heat and
the odd with real functioning old school fireplaces
although many converted to gas and glass....
snow machines are for those with tons of money
and hours...they fish on the lakes and run the
trails north....when there is enough snow like
this year those expensive toys are great fun
my chum has em and oft i remember riding
with him...course his were fast....nothing to
do a hundred five miles an hour across
the groomed trails on miles long lakes
etc.....
spring will arrive soon enough...rains...warm
weather cold nites.....bare ground and the
rise of plants..birds return..etc..

excellent poem not bemoaning winter
but its adventure in surviving like other
poets here..

thank U!

W