This might be the prelude to winter,
The shivers I feel and the ice I see.
Cold wind scraps my cheeks as
Xbbs speed pass the sidelines.

Though some were branded as traitors for
Not joining the fun,
Joy is still contagious amongst the group.
Family.

Sound of frightened individuals
Mixes with excited voices.
Falling doesn’t mean you fail,
Instead it meant, “oops I didn’t catch you, but i still love you.”

When winter actually rolls around,
The people I love will remain joyful
Even if i can only find them within my memories.
Truly, this may be love on ice.