Winter Time
Winter now is come to us.
Snowy days consume the earth.
Buried seeds
Lie dormant and covered up.
Animals they hibernate,
Sleeping in a burrough.
Creation braves the artic cold.
Fireplaces adorn human homes,
And frostbitten cheeks have respite.
Winter comes, and winter goes,
Like clockwork, nature's plan unfolds.
Winter contest
Emile Pinet
December 20, 2020
Copyright © Eugenia Fain | Year Posted 2020
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