Winter

Pale sun for days, misty mornings, shivering nights, warm cups of tea, coughing of the old, shrilly cackle of cottony new born, chilly winds cutting through one's soul,a lingering sadness of the year gone by, and the silence of the night startling by the bursting of wood on fire.
A yellow flame and a reflective moon. Somber lives, somber minds and a warm heart!