Winter's Wrath

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem on winter.

Your coldness so harsh and bitter
You smite the sun
You tell it to lower its bright hue
Your cold brings sickness and misery
But yet you bring happiness and joy too
People staying in with their families
Huddled under a quilt
Huddled by the fire
You unleash the fog to reign supreme
Wind at its back
It seems to live and breathe
Slowly sliding across the earth as the sun comes up from its nightly perch
You bring families together around a table
Ready to eat a meal fit for a king
The stores all open for holiday shopping
People rush to their prized present
Only to find it gone from the shelves
You bring frozen rain and call it snow
People slip and slide on the iced earth
But lights galore
And big trees too
They all come out on this glorious season
I love your cold
The fog on my breath
That is why you put all other seasons to rest
Summer, Fall, and Autumn too
All can’t touch your toned done hue
So that is why I say
Winter you can come
And please stay 

Submitted: October 25, 2009

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