Winter Storm
The sky darkened with yellowed grays,
hid purple moving mountains across the bay.
Hued white foamy waves arose
as the end of day began to close.
Amidst the shadowed surf
spun winds of change in seasonal rebirth.
January's winter storm blew in
from the southern shore up to the beach haven.
It walked the board dressed with ice and snow
as the brisk wind began to wildly blow.
Cold and chill edged in from across the sea
and the copast sang with no harmony.
Shrill winds cried aloud and shouted
winter arrived with no doubt about it.
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