Winter's Relief
Let winter come
And freeze the sky
No more will shadows cast
Let showers turn to heaps of snow
With gardens hidden deep
Let working cease
Migration fly
Let herds to safety dash
Farmers idle, fires glow
No fields left to reap
My picket fence
Blockaded high
No perfect cobbled path
Let winter come, and snowstorms blow
I need some time to sleep
By: Kyle Ezra Kriticos
Copyright © Kyle Kriticos | Year Posted 2011
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