Sounds of Winter

#ice #snow #winter

Early morning wake up call

the winds are bawling

“Jack frosts been calling”

Dancing with the frost fairies

all across the land

And underfoot, the fallen leaves

have hardened up and stood their ground

deciding not to be pushed around

defiantly cracking as you tread

a sign they’re sleeping – and not dead.

The crunch of frosted grass – like ice

is enough for some to think twice

for as you make your way to your house

creeping into warm like a church mouse

in a nest under tiles, their covered up thrice

Published by inkdropk

Born and Bred in Salford, England - I live a short distance from Old Trafford - Home to Manchester United Football Club. I volunteer at Sale Harriers athletic club and at Imperial War Museum North - where i help as a guide to visitors in the galleries. A blogger, photographer, volunteer and occasional writer.

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