(aaa) Winter In The New England Poem by Edwin Alba Empestan

Oh winter you're so beatiful with your droppings gracefully fall
Nothing so good for one as it continue to dropp the grain of white
Winds nipping on my ears whispering your joy to savour a while
Gray clouds pregnant with your precipitates warning for more

Not much please to fall as hard life abounds with so much of you
Just enough maybe to kiss all the grass on ground to become frigid
To embrace the barren twigs of trees hibernating while you're here
Oh winter you bring much joy with immense power of white drops

I beg of you to make it just right to color white the once green home
With you... white snow make us all black in the Big Apple
A sign of reciprocity either liking or despising your presence
Winter cold, cold winter was our word while fleeing from you

But life has to go on even with your unpredictable output of snow
You make us more resillient by withstanding your onslaught
Snow with rain, sleets, ice and flurries are your best friends
With our pet dogs enjoying your mounds make us forget a little

A little of your created miseries that we have to bear naturally
Record breaking snow dishivelled and flattened some homes
But winter we love you and you must come to us every year
To complete the great four seasons in the Land of Milk and Honey

After all it is the joy in our hearts that is most important
Your memories that will lingers in our hearts afloat with fun
The reinforcements of our strengths we have out of shovelling
The great love for each of us to be strong to move on with you