Winter Again
Leaves spin
because of the icey wind.
Filling with anything
but chagrin.
Allowing me to deduce
it is winter again.
An array of multi-colored leaves
both high and low,
dance and flutter around
the fluffy-white snow.
As frost bites through my shoe
in search of my toe.
I deduce it is winter and
continue on with the flow.
Big and small,
we will hang them all.
Green and red,
what a colorful ball.
I deduce it is winter
and hang them in the hall.
Kids who sneeze
from the cold winter breeze,
always end up on their knees.
Usually begging for "'NyQuil' please."
Again I deduce it is winter
and tease.
Some leaves,
some wind,
nothing too big.
Not even a sin.
"Boy O' Boy" am I glad
it is winter again.
Copyright © Lorenzo Carty | Year Posted 2011
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