A Simple Chill

A simple chill A silent glow A land held still By shackles of snow The flakes in swarms Approach the drift The raging storm Begins to lift Though winter's wrath Is cloaked in charms Shoveled paths leave weary arms Bellowed and poked The home fires flare giving life to the smoke that danced in mid air Time passes slow and the world is held still And the winter did grow From the simplest of chills