What brings today a crisp mist?
Announcing the return to come?
Proclaiming the whispers arriving
And making your fingers go numb.
It has been before
And this will never cease
For a new light can always be seen
And there shall ever be peace.
As white lines the ground
Wind grows as well
For winter is here once again
The snow floating so swell.
But this shall pass as ever does
And melt to the beauty of spring
So enjoy this time as it lasts
And join as nature sings!