Heater

When thermostat too low is set
Past summer months I do regret
Even the fact of so much sweat
Brain clouded in cold now forgets
Shivering and shaking to keep cold away
Icy hands seem to hold me every day
Frost reaches into my veins to stay
Frigid hand on mouse my body warmth slays
Until the day a portable heater I bring
A great source of warmth for my hands to cling
Heat so great until my hands slightly singed sting
Then I just hover to feel the warmth of spring
Radiant warmth my body now feels
Through many layers that now can be peeled
Imagining a summer world bright and surreal
Where my heater never leaves me the winter to feel

Until at the end of the day heater turned off
Into the cold outside I start to cough