Sheet of white
A winter, delight
Grass disappearing from view
Last flakes, almost through
Chilling night air
Shivering without a care
A gift from the Maker above
Winter scene I still love
Unending works constantly amaze
As I stand there in a daze
Taking in the scene
Everything so serene
Frosty breath fills my sight
Settling in for a winter's night
Disappearing back within my lair
Warmth permeating as I nestle in my chair
Bowing my head
Prayer silently said
To sleep, I succumb
As my senses start to numb
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