Winter  Time
During this frosty, cold time of year,
Flowers and leaves, begin to disappear.
The fire burns, in the old fireplace,
And cold winds blow, and cuts at our face.

We sit around, with a warm cup of coco,
Hoping this year, won't drive us loco.
Skating down, at the neighborhood pond,
With our friends, we develop a bond.

Ice feathers are seen, in our windows of frost, Like beautiful paintings, their all embossed.
Mother Nature, has a beautiful style,
Everything she does, can bring us a smile.

While old man winter, can be very hostile,
Some of his work, can be so worthwhile.
For winter sports, it is so much fun,
And the snow shines bright, under the sun.

But also, during this time of year,
People seem, to have more cheer.
With gifts to give, and friends to greet,
Love for mankind, seems more complete.

            by
            Bernie Howe
            December 2000
 
 

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