Room warmth ...

While entering

By the time we were used to the warmth of the room

When someone opened the door to the hall to pass through

The flow of a fresh air

The cold enough to shake my body

The temperature difference worn by the original season

It feels like my skin

Even though I can endure the heat

I can not win the cold.

And I can not win a little child

It's cold and full of energy

Energetic with a smile

           A poet ~ Now person ...