The Fall of Winter
The ice fell from the clouds
Coating and bouncing off the highway
From time to time
The car shifted going down the road
As if the wheels had a mind of their own
Turning off the radio
To help concentrate on my driving
The hail sounded all about
Tic, tic, ticking with varying constant beats
All about and against the window
As the wipers frantically tried
To keep up with the cold frozen rain
The lights
Searching down the icy highway
Sparkled off the falling hail
Giving them the appearance
Of dancing diamonds
This was winters last hoorah
A final stab at keeping spring at bay
A failed charge
Like the light brigade
While I
Was mesmerized
Steering down this gem infested highway
With a front row seat
To the beauty of driving through
The fall of winter
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