twice when the icy fingertips
brushed my face, then traveled
down all the way to my toes.
I heard my electric blanket
protest with a loud clanking

sound and the heat increased
to fight the cold. I smiled
to myself loving my forever
good friend that always tends
to my need. Amidst the rage

of the war between winter and
the blanket, I sighed out my
command, "Cut it out! I've got
to get some sleep." Everything
went still and I felt winter