In the Chilly Month of December

In the Chilly Month of December

And so comes winter, after late fall,
When from ashen skies of low-lying clouds,
Snowflakes fall, enshrouding the town
And piling on people tramping around
Who are out and about, embracing nature
In the chilly month of December.

Snow fills footprints, extinguishing traces
Of icy stares glinting on smiling faces
From people uttering steamy graces
When encroaching upon each other’s spaces,
Expressed gaily with warmth of timbre
In the chilly month of December.

And this I say to those venturous kind
Who are enjoying the wintry weather:
“Beautiful is the sight that enthralls my eye”
In the chilly month of December.

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