Just A Skiff

I can't remember
those brisk winter months
Huddled in our cotton igloo
Limbs crunched together
seeking the warm refuge of each other's touch
Our eyes the only thing exposed
just to peek over at the immature cartoons
Flickering their nostalgic lessons
that we'd left behind years ago

Our feline family
snuggling up at the foot of our bed
Those three odd balls of fur
so peculiar in their own way
The snarky calico becoming jealous
that she was no longer our only child
The wise grumpy tabby
slowly growing accustomed
to this new community
And the Siamese runt
always causing trouble
with her queer little paws

Storm stuck holidays
Where we made our own festive company
on quiet midnight walks
icy city roads repurposed
as the new sidewalk for the season
Replacing the walking paths
now covered with a thick sheet
of frozen December rain
Convenience store journeys
with our hands stuck together
for more reason than one

Those times stand still inside my mind
Emanating from the depths
of loves cryptic design
Now I yearn for some new connection
So I can finally remember
Those brisk winter months