Reverse

I wonder what ran in the minds
Of his folks,
When they named him that!
Did they envision him
Getting on to people's nerves?
Under their skin?
Making them reach out
To cozy cuddles
With the heated blanket
Perhaps with a book that changes their life
Or a thought that breaks their heart!

I wonder what the need was to name him
To begin with-
Isn't it enough to feel him
Running chills in the spine
Seeking solace in hot sips
Of cocoa or herbal tea?
Like it isn't enough
That he hides the Sun
Or hides from.

I wonder what the name serves?
Just a moniker, aiding the menace mind
That needs wordage to identify!
A thread to rattle on
Whining, complaining.
"I can't wait for the spring"
It pouts, with knit eyebrows.
I wonder why the name?
Winter....
When I can just be, and feel him
Freezing a feeling many
As I attempt to make friends with him
And accept him as he is.
The name - I can do without!