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.
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