Write Me a Winter Poem-Contest

The coldest season of the year, Up toward the northern hemisphere, Prepare for snow, all temperatures low, The solstice seems so near. Many say winter is full of grief, A boring wall picture motif, Insanely complaining, quite entertaining, While I sit here and sigh in relief. Snowfall precipitation is intriguing, And the sun is certainly deceiving, A lodge in the woods, sure sounds good, Air so cold you see when you're breathing. Cold climates reach record highs, With accumulation up to our thighs, Boots and gloves, hot cocoa and hugs, "The Bridge May Be Icy" street signs. Placed between fall and spring, Let's go to the ice skating rink, Fall on my behind, clumsy inclined, I think I may need a shrink! Written By: Laura Urbaniak Date: November 10, 2015 ~Write Me A Winter Poem~ Sponsor: Broken Wings