I heart winter.......

I just got back from a run to Rittenhouse Square and the air was just cool enough to burn my lungs...
My bones feel electric as my heart tires from beating up my chest and quietly fades into a pleasant rythm.
I love the winter, the dead leaves sprawled out over the cobblestone like martyrs
The smell of fallen trees seeps over the powerlines and thickens the cold air
while couples bundle up their love in layers of winter garb.
Hiding silence under scarves, their happiness hangs like a halo over hoods,
As fingertips desperate for the touch of skin patiently wait in mittens for the rush of blood against theirs.
The winters are warmer than i remember as a boy, it snows less than it used too.
I pity the boys and girls that will never lose feeling in their fingertips from feeling snow for the first time
I ache for the running noses that will stop running like a faucet, the children who will never get hit with a snowball.
The future atheletes who will never play kill the man with the ball on a cloud of snow over frozen soil.
The next soldiers who will never build a snow fort and tunnel their way towards freedom away from the aim of enemy snowballs.
We all lose things, if we stop to recollect what it is that we had....