The Chilly Month of December
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.
Snow fills footprints, extinguishing traces
Of icy stares glinting on smiling faces
From people uttering steamy greetings
Who are out and about in the wintry season.
And this I say to these venturous kind
Who are enjoying the snowy weather:
“Beautiful is the sight that enthralls my eye”
In the chilly month of December.
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