Over the heads of all I meet
Falls winter's life giving snow.
Upon the rooftops and the streets
Filling the sky and earth below.
Dancing, swirling, skimming along,
Like the snows of yesteryears.
There's lots of ice on the windows
As my lashes freeze over with tears.
It's so cold; it's too cold to snow
Yet the snow continues to fall.
The land is covered blanket white
As the winter winds wail their call.
Winter's cold days are dreary and often cruel
But their hardships are used by God as a tool.
His reasons for seasons fit His grand plan
To strengthen the souls of both woman and man.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Wonderful winter cold poem really shared. Nicely penned.