Winter
With winter upon us
We shall not make a fuss
As the snow begins to fall
The trees still stand tall
As the days grow shorter
Happiness will be a tall order
As a blanket of snow covers the ground
Spring is nowhere to be found
As the nights grow colder
We must fight bolder
For a memory we retrace
Spring will soon be in our face
Copyright © Robert Shreve | Year Posted 2011
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