Winter's Song

Winter nights of chilled repose shall bring Wandering thoughts of colors filled with spring But, for now, it is the rage and wonder Slowly hiding dirty deeds asunder Shall you wish for story tales of old, beneath the blankets, thrusting out the cold? What shall the mood of falling snow concede? If all you wish is winter’s rushed reprieve? For cocoa sips so well in winters chill! Whilst the snowflakes lick the windowsill! Spring lies dormant under downy fields Captured in the might that winter yields So sleep, I say to Spring’s unraveled weave! Whilst I enjoy a winter’s dream conceived For all too soon you’ll have the morning sun Warming earth when winter’s chill is done!