Winter is normally the season linked to romanticism.The chilly bone-biting night outside, while you are snuggled up inside in your blanket with a hot cup of tea/coffee (as you prefer) and a romantic novel in hand.What could be better? In this poem, the love struck protagonist is away from her beloved. She imagines him doing all his daily chores and when she imagines all the things that must be coming in contact with him, she craves even more to break the barriers and to be with him.
