Ode to Winter
O! The jagged, snapping cold
Ushered in by fading light
Brittle, shrieking winds so bold
That call forth an early night
While most dream of summers old
I only welcome winter's might
A time for joy and children lulled
By fallen snow, glistening white
And there are indeed trying times
When winter's grasp may chill my bones
And I am forced to retreat inside
But still I think, it is one of man's crimes
To describe winter with such dark tones
And try to hide from it's vast stride
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