When Winter Whispers...

 
 

When Winter whispers
in my ear, shivers
of wind tease my cheek;
when light is bleak
and darkness so
early; snow,
and hail,
wet and
biting -
my
hands
and
feet
made
of
ice,
When I reach home's warmth, I smile.

 
 
 
This is a Candlelight Poem - a prompt for the 'A Poem A Day Contest'

This poem has exactly 17 lines. The poem must be centered.

Syllable structure is 5-5-5-4-4-3-2-2-2-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-7

Rhyme scheme is aabbccxxxxxxxxxxxx (x being unrhymed)