Footprints in the Snow

Author's Note: "Where I live it's winter right no so I wanted to write a poem or two about the winter time."

My burning hot chocolate made my taste buds clench. I looked around and saw the gleaming fireplace and stockings hung carefully from the mantel.There were lights strung all around the dark evergreen that towered above and presents wrapped tightly below. 

I walked out the door and saw a fresh blanket of snow coat the cold wet ground. The icy snowflakes made my nose nip. I stuck out my moist tongue hoping to catch some of the ice crystals in my mouth. The crisp air made my lips quiver. As I looked back dark I saw my silhouette leaving footprints in the snow. 

The sand swiveled between my toes and my feet felt tingly in the cold ocean water. A took a deep breath to inhale the light salty fumes of the ocean air. I closed my eyes and let my mind drift off into some far away place. Standing in the water was more peaceful and relaxing than a day at the spa. The waves were calm and the seagulls fluttered and batted their wings across the sky as quietly as butterflies. I opened my eyes and pitched my wet elbow in an attempt to see if maybe this was all a dream but to my delight it wasn't. I stared out into the endless waves wondering what secrets that the mystic ocean holds.