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Winter came calling around, Hardly did I notice the change When nature began too rearrange. Droplets of rain on windowpane, The spinning of the weathervane, Mountains capped with new snow, Scenery is changing ever so slow. Cooling nights are growing long, The chilly wind is gusting strong, Gone are the bird's chirping song, All hint that winter's coming along. Morning dew glistens the scene, One's puffs of breath can be seen, The meadows once lush and green Are now leaned by nature's routine. Bright colors of summer's display Have browned and wilted away, Vanished are flowers that came in May Strewn over meadows in vivid array. Geese are winging their way South Fleeing the icy kiss of winter's mouth, Forest trees have nodded off to sleep Their shed leaves lie heaped deep. I barely noticed when it all started, When summer quietly departed, It seems there was no fall at all Before dreaded winter came to call. "Winter Whispers" ©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 08-10-06 Guestbook Email Ken To send this page to someone |