The frost covers my soul,

The blanket makes me feel whole,

As if I can start anew,

Like there is really nothing I can’t do.

The chill breath hits the air,

As I watch from the comfort of an armchair,

The world has a fresh slate,

As we go outside and ice skate.

It is as if I can breathe again,

As the hills protect me in the glen,

I feel like the girl I once was,

She could take on any cause.

I am ready for a fresh start,

The new item on an a la carte,

To take on the world again,

But this time I’ll use my pen.