Valsa George Winter Poems

Winter, winter, how I feel your icy touch
The earth is under your freezing clutch
I hear the roar of gales from far
The sky is overcast without a single star
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To escape the bite of frost at night
People slide their torso into tightly made beds
They wrap themselves in several folds of wool
Forming into cocoons and lie down hibernating
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The chill of winter bites into the skin
And the valley sleeps in muffled din
In the freezing blustery winter night
The shivering trees stay huddled and tight
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