Winter - Poem

The wind gusts as the snowflakes glide to the earth like eagles soaring through the air


They fall to the ground, as swift as a swallow, as the wind picks up and more flakes fall down


They pile up, forming a sheet of white, while the bears sleep all day and night


The temperature drops as more flakes come falling down, causing some fear and joy all around


 


The mounds of flakes pile up higher and higher as the sound of owls echo through out the cold night


The snowflakes still dance to the ground as the city wakes up and the sun is nowhere to be found


Dark clouds of gray and black cover the sky while still dropping the white fluffy powder as the children’s screams of joy gets louder and louder


 


The bitter coldness creeps up like a grim reaper as it drops below and gets colder and colder


The wind blows harder and the temperature climbs down farther


The pond freezes as the flakes descend down through the heavens


The bare trees sway with the cold breeze like colorful coral in the deep blue sea


 


The last snowflakes fall slowly to the hard ground and the raging blizzard clears


The sun peeks from the dark clouds and shines through to the wet and soft slush


The ice on the tree glitters and shines as the flakes stop falling and the blue sky comes out of its hiding


The white blanket settles in as the blizzard’s furry comes down to its last tiny snowflake



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