The Unthanked Winter

In the foggy mist of the winter morning.

I woke up and pulled my blanket all over me.

Wrapped myself and began listing the number of works to do.

Cause I wanted to stay more in my cozy bed.

The chilled morning only made me lazy and lazier.

I can see from my window people covering themselves allover and going to their work.

Even their dedication towards their work didn't inspire me.

I am such a lazy bug.

A lazy little bug.

The mysterious winter evenings, gave companion to everyone who walked lanes late at nights.

With cold air whizzing, following as they went on their travels.

The winter is much more then these gusty winds and chilling day and nights,

Cause it brings many happy memories togather,

As no one wants to go outside.

Still it is unthanked and gets scolded.

My chilling winter,

The my unthanked winter.