wishes

the harsh, cold winter wind
made her nose red and her lips blue.
it made her shiver violently,
and made her teeth chatter.

the day before the sun was blistering hot,
the weather was dry, cracking her lips.
the orange leaves crackled on the ground,
a strange autumn.

she had wished for winter to come,
for the weather to change,
for she longed to see snow again.
she yearned for the cold.

but now, as she all-but-froze in the snow,
she reminisced of the strange autumn,
how the sun burned hotter than summer,
and how it warmed you to the bones.