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The
leaves are gone and the
trees stand naked
still reaching for the
sky.
It's a sign, of the
seasons, that tells us
that
the time for Old Man
Winter is nigh.
The landscape of our
countryside has become
barren and pale.
Winter's pallid face can
be seen, across every
hill and dale.
Soon, this morose scene
will be transformed into
a beautiful sight.
Picturesque views, of
nature, shall start to
appear throughout the
days and the nights.
Snow begins to fall and
drifts slowly down from
the clouds.
It's nature's time for
entombment, as she
unveils her own shroud.
A multitude of unique
crystalline forms now
cover the land.
A blanket of purity
that's been created by
Mother Nature's own
hand.
Icicles dangle from the
eaves of houses and
sparkle blindingly in
the sun.
Children, of all ages,
are out sleighing and
playing in Winter's
world of fun.
As another day ends and
the moon shines down
from high above the
trees,
The ice-glazed fields
and meadows shimmer like
water on moonstruck
seas.
These scenes, and more,
we know will never last.
Let us enjoy them now,
before this season melts
into the past.
Thomas C. Menear
© 2004 used with
permission
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