Winter haiku

Did you ever have a feeling you just couldn't express? I thought I'd try haiku to tease the words out, to try and put into words how this odd northern winter weather makes me feel, how snow is a comfort I welcome, how I enjoy being forced to stay inside. I'm a northern girl at heart, but I just can't get to the heart of this... grr...

Squirrels dart through woods,
rain erases snow and ice,
wet breakfast revealed.

Dear Mother Nature,
January rain feels hot.
Each drop scalds my face.

In a warm winter
rivers run, ice relaxes,
I still stay inside.

When snow melts too soon
your heavy blanket falls off,
you are still frozen.

Birds welcome warm air
fog is poor snow replacement
nature disappoints.

Heavy rain, wind gusts
neighborhood cats sleep outside.
This is not winter.

Rain on bare branches
sun turns drops into diamonds
jewels dance in wind.