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  • By: D.M. Russ

Poem "Winter Time Is Coming"

Winter time is coming

You can feel it in the air

The leaves are changing colors

And the fields are getting bare

Cold winds are blowing

More Northernly than from the South

Frost covers all the pastures

And steam erupts from your mouth

The tempertures are dropping

All the ponds begin to freeze

Winter cloths come out of storage

The chilling air will make you sneeze

All the woodlands brown and bare

All the harvest fields forsaken

Silent, soft, and slow

Descends the very beautiful

White and fluffy snow .

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