Drifts of Fallen Leaves In Higher Heaps Blown

Drifts Of Fallen Leaves In Higher Heaps Blown Cooler gray dawns, signs of winter's first step with drifts of fallen leaves in high heaps blown. Cold raindrops, splash from skies that have wept winter comes, winter comes let it be known! Nature and winter walking hand in hand time for shorter day's sun to early sleep. Soon, sad gray wrapping Nature and its land screaming, take care of all you want to keep! Dawns waking up, white blanket all around new robe fallen for the steep, bitter cold. Tho' such beauty, snow upon frozen ground oft is danger for the weak and the old! When old man winter brings both good and bad, more we love Spring with our hearts truly glad! R.J. Lindley, Sonnet,(Winter Blues) 11-06-1981