The Dead of Winter

In the dead of winter Mother Nature is callous and cruel The wind bites the cheeks as it whistles around the corner The ice crystals sting the eye like a desert sand storm Only to blind you with it's forceful gusts The land becomes colorless filled with white In the dead of winter Mother Nature is callous and cruel The trees become stripped of their leaves And the wind howls through the branches As the wind swirls and twirls It freezes everything in sight In the dead of winter Mother Nature is callous and cruel As sheer ice covers the landscape The snow drifts begin to pile looking like dunes of desert sand The roads start to become impassable In the dead of winter Mother nature is callous and cruel In the dead of winter Mother nature is callous and cruel The ponds and rivers freeze to solid ice Snow storms hit with a powerful vengeance Blinding everything in it's snowy path.