Winter

 I love the cold. 

I do. 

Winter has been my favorite season since I can remember anything. 

Winter is for snow and ice.

Winter is for skis and skates and stick & puck.

Winter is for boys. 

You haven’t read “Boys of Winter?”

Spring is for flowers. 

I like lavender. And girls named after flowers.

Like Magnolia and Lavy.

Like Lily. 

Summer is for play.

I like to play. Soccer is my favorite. 

Camilla is my neighbor and she is the most fun one to play with. 

She is beautiful and I love her. 

Yes, with everything I am. 

Fall is for leaves. 

I don’t love fall because I don’t LOVE raking. 

But I do. 

I rake. 

Hungover and happy and helpful. 

Because I love my mom. Lady doesn’t want leaves inside. 

So I do, I rake and I like fall. 

I do.

But, the cold. 

I love the cold. 

Even though, that happened in the winter.

Even though, this season he won’t be at the outdoor rink.
Or next. 

He died. 

And I love/d him. With everything I am. 5ever. 

But, we can still build a fire and we can laugh and we can talk and we can share. Because loving is fun and grieving is hard.

Winter is cold. 

I love the cold. 

Because it is quiet and it feels safer,

I know how to get warm. 

I do. 

I have spent my whole life learning how to get warm.  I get warm. 

I used to love Earth day. 

There were cool assemblies and we would learn how to recycle. 

Reduce.

Reuse. 

Now it reminds me of him. <3 

That’s okay, because I recycle. 

I hope we get to relive.

Because I miss him, a lot. 

Everyday. 

I do. 

I do not like to gamble. 

Especially, not with my life. 

But I do.

I ski. 

I snowboard. 

I do. 

I love with everything I am because I do. 

I am. 

Zoe Luna