Winter

I'm here.

And I'll be gone soon,

before you even know it.

But before I go,

I shall do some things.

I shall sing in your ears

I shall whisper tales to the winds

I shall touch the grass

With frigid fingers

And kiss the flowers, leaving behind

Little pearls of dewy softness.

I shall ask the trees

To go to s

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leep

And the squirrel

To hide away its food

I shall blast you with snow

Or tiptoe gently with my wintry sunshine

I shall bring out Christmas

And usher in the New Year

With baked cookies and bread

And sprinkle bonfires with togetherness.

Wait for me,

I will make the sun fall into a slumber

And the moon shine around clouds.