Wishing Winter Away Poem by Edwina Reizer

The ground seems to be growing bare.
Not even the leaves are falling there.
The days are shorter, the nights longer
and chill is in the air.
The winds are gustier than before
and the promise of winter is here.
The clouds are angrier in the sky
and harder to disappear.

I feel it in my bones at night.
And my body feels its years.
My mind seems ready to face it all
and the ghastly winter appears.
Flakes of snow and icicles
are hanging from the eaves.
The kids are happy with the winter scene.
Me, I just hope it leaves.

They say if you're born in the winter
you're sturdy in the cold.
But that is just an old wives' tale
that's better left untold.
But Mother Nature will have her say
and so again I'll try
to wish this part of my life away
as I view the wintry sky.