Short days,

Chilly nights,

Dry lips,

Cracked heels,

Freezing water,

Misty mornings,

Thick blankets,

Longing for hot coffee,

After long summer days,

It always amazes me,

Nature, without much fuss continues with her transition,

And here we welcome winter,

Giving us respite from heat.

Exactly 44 words.

Acknowledgements :- Written in response to Quadrille #92. The prompt word is “crack” and we will have to use the word to write a poem in exactly 44 words using the word. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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