Winter Gloom
The winter is here again; it seems a little too soon don’t you think
The autumn leaves still carpet the landscape of the busy metropolis
They form a vast golden red rug spread across the plains and the streets
But the feeling of winter dominates the helpless atmosphere
The birds are chirping but no longer sing a joyful melodious song
It’s the winter that’s taken their zest away
They roost for a time like this or migrate to some other sunny land
Is that too difficult for one to understand,
No not in the least for the gloom of winter is at hand
The biting cold, the frosty air, the chilly breeze rudely greet the face
Heralding the gloom of winter and its cruel embrace
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