Jack Frosts Winter Snow - Poem by Monica Engeler
Inch by inch the snow piles high
The land is blanketed white
Cold air shivers the inner space
There is no grass about of any trace.
Jack Frost struck our countryside
Telling us that winter is outside
Jack Frost go away winter is tired now
We all here want warm air and no frowns.
Swish, yet another storm travels north
More snow, more cold, more, more
The snow banks are so high that it covers all
All the bushes, fences, are swathed from snowfall.
Jack Frost please call off all those whiteouts
You see winter is tired of your bouts
Mother nature calls for warm shadows,
and the wonderful scent of fresh spring Yarrow.
Yes it is time to say good bye to bitter cold,
And welcome Spring from slumbers fold
Inch by inch the flowers bloom from its slumber
Winter is now washed away until its next number.
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