winter settles on
trees and driveways
the grass is frosty
and crunchy
the sky sends
snowflakes our way
making the air look
like lace
the cold slips into
your bones
and the days become
dark and short
the wind picks up,
making drifts
the roads get icy
and slick
we come into a state
of rest
like Mother Nature
who sleeps
but the Light will
come again
surely as a friend
we long to see
and the earth will
soften
the rains will soak
the ground
and we will rise to
see it anew
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