Winter Is On His Way
Now autumn is fading slowly away and nights lengthen
oh! too soon marches in winter with icy chilly fingers
that every thing touched falls into deep slumbering sleep .
as soft pure white flakes fall thick and fast covering all/
Letting us know that it will be long till the sun breaks
winter's time to rule with Jack Frost playing his jokes.
Water slows and often freezes as it touches frozen land
hoar frost covers the trees. icicles descend from branches.
The earth becomes a wonder land that sparkles and twinkles
as we huddle in front of roaring log fire that hiss and spit
sullenly at us sending showers of red hot sparks of weird
colours that enchant and beguile us with heavenly pine scents.
The air is full of different scents and spices from all the goodies
that have been baked, tantalizing our taste buds and we think
Winter is not so bad as we sing carols and play the usual games
while we tear open all the delightful presents under the tree
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