Winter Story

The sun was coming up There was not a single sound I saw long daggered-icicles Pointing to the ground Hanging from the fence They seemed to blend right in It’s that time of the year though Nature’s yearly trend Yes, everything was frozen For many miles around Still and hard and icy And a deeply frozen ground Like nature was impassionate For every tree and beast Frozen to the bone it was Heart stopping to say the least And the sky was kinda murky Made you wonder what was next The clouds were a pale gray Much like a winter fest But you know, it’s a sight That has its own glory I love that time of year It’s a winter kind of story!