Winter is calling!

I was born on a land whom world calling "Paradise on Earth "

Here winters are harsh, everything getting freeze. 

Everywhere vocals heard, that winter is calling. 

Here everyone is busy to chase the harsh winter that's is calling near. 

Some piles up wood stocks, some stored food blocks and some changes furnishings. 

All around me, woolen and warm stuffs being made, to defend from cold waves and shivery nights. 

Somewhere vegetables are drying up and somewhere pickles were made so enough. 

Windows and doors are wrap up with polythene and thick curtain. 

Winter is calling, be prepared before it enters with minus degrees which is unable to bare. 

Everywhere nature loud out clearly, winter is calling, o' winter is calling.