Over Hill, Over Heather
Over hill, over heather
Creeps winter weather
A thin mantle of snow
Overlays the hedgerow
Wind whistles through trees
As tiny twigs freeze
Creatures retreat to their holes
In meadows, on knolls
Parks and playgrounds deserted
Sunshine's rays introverted
Icicles seen in unusual places
On craggy rocks, in clefts' spaces
The ground's stiff and it's hard
In both front and backyard
Brooks and streams turn to ice
As do small ponds in a trice
Over hill, over heather
Creeps winter weather
Birds of a human feather
Must needs band together
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2018
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