Mr Winter

Mr. Winter bundled up in his fanciest robes of winds Decorated in snowflakes that tickled fancy of Finns. He arrived amid cold breezes that whirled and twirled. Many hats and scarves were tossed, uplifted and swirled. He’s coming! The animals said, some trying to hide. The air got colder than autumn, frozen land to abide. Mr. Winter maneuvered his wand with a promise and flick. The snow began piling in six-foot drifts, incredibly thick.