Cold Cold why so cold..

Whenever I ask anybody, 

What's their favourite season,

"Winter it is", They blurt along with a reason.

Sipping on hot chocolates and watching the snow is just so calming...

Tucking under the blankets and singing merry songs can beat anything.

However my dear all of this is possible,

If you have a mother who doesn't have the hustle.

Welcome to my life, one where the days never end.

Trust me, the rules are impossible to bend.

Snuggle into the bedsheets they say,I guess that would be heaven;

But I'm sorry, my day starts before seven.

Drinking warm chocolate milk could be a plus,

But my mother's really attentive of our sugar surplus.

There is not much left to talk about,

When you live in a place with a snowless winter throughout.

Maybe now you wouldn't question me,

For in winter we don't even get to ski.