WINTER
Your gloomy spectre hangs in the air,
Throwing snow and rain on my hair,
Heaviness of you spirit, is everywhere
Weighs weightily upon my gloomy soul,
With icy grip you tuck and pull at my
fingers, till I hide them from you too!
Your gnashing teeth bites at my nose
And toes; till they’re a fiery red glow,
I put on extra layers to prevent an icy
stab from a javelin of cold at my flesh,
I must endure your chilling assault;
But your days are numbered, very soon
an army of sun rays will drive you away!
Wishing You - Love, Light and Peace
@whitelite