A Blanket of Snow
Winter arrives with a cold, blustery wind,
sashaying in on a carpet of white.
And freezing Fall with Her frosty breath,
She wears a crystalline gown;
transforming Autumn's tattered dress
into a shroud of crumbling colors.
The Queen of icicles
and mistress of the North,
She rules with a frigid heart;
and as legions of flakes carry Her forth,
She scatters snow across the land.
A sterile maiden with ice in Her veins,
She bears no resemblance to Spring.
Yet, She is loved by children, skaters, and skiers,
and while Nature's hibernating animals sleep;
She tucks them in with a blanket of snow.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2022
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