The breaking dawn moves through the trees
Snowflakes do fly on chilling breeze
It’s time to bundle up today
And find a place that’s warm to stay.
The winter winds are brash and buff
And all made of God’s icy stuff
The season has turned rough and cold
As each day chances to grow old.
We all need keep our feet quite dry
If we are hoping to get by
Each day does bare it’s hoary breath
Take care, none dare to challenge death !
The winter chill is moving in
It’s time to take it on the chin
Unpack your warmest set of clothes
Including scarf, gloves, hat and hose.
Your best wool sweater underneath
And don’t forget the holly wreath
I spy the frost on every bough
The weather’s truly colder now.
Could use the warmth that threatens all
As per our latest know- it- all
Somehow I think it is a ruse
And nothing close to what I ‘d choose !
The cold slips in beneath the door
And shimmies fast across the floor
Leaving behind a lasting chill
As icy fingers often will.
No matter where it is I go
I am no fan of frost or snow
And wish I had a magic wand
To shoo the cold to places yon
What bliss t’would be to bide somewhere
That warmth is free and everywhere !
The air is thin and smells lke snow
When winter comes where does one go
And where will all God’s creatures hide
If there’s no warmth to find outside ?
Oh Lord, have mercy on those souls
Whose lives are lost and without goals !
The days grow short, the night grows cold
The wind becomes increasing bold
There is a chill pervades the land
Before the grasp of winter’s hand.
Tis soon ere Mister Frost is here
Let’s reccommend a cup of cheer
To keep us all in spirits gay
And help us chase the cold away !
This heart that beats here in my chest
Sometimes it needs to pause and rest
The problems that my life conveys
Oftimes puts me into a daze .
I wandered lost in distant lands
As time slipped through my trembling hands,
My voice it failed and shan’t be heard
No, not one single spoken word.
Perhaps with luck I’ll pass the test
And mayhaps time will heal the rest
Tis now to demonstrate the love
That my heart has been dreaming of !
Oh robin red, in your best suit
You loudly sing and look so cute
I wish I knew how to convey
The joy I’ve felt with you today.
You bring me hope the gloom can’t hide
The warmth I feel for you inside
Your perky song and boldened ways
Bring happiness to all my days !
The morning sun peeks through the blind
In hopes it will an outlet find
It zigzags swiftly cross the floor
To bounce off mirrors by the score
The shadows puddle and disperse
Erratic movements seem rehearsed.
How fast the sunlight streams clear through
In such great haste, so much to do
You must not wince in sunshine’s glare
Just shade your eyes and do take care !
The sun has risen o’er the eaves
As shards of light do patterns weave
And all the limbs and branches seen
Cast shadows on each window screen.
Oh let the joy of morning sun
Enter each window one by one
To spread the light and share the heat
That sunshine brings when e’er we meet !
There is a hoary frost upon the ground
With a whistling wind that’s gathered round
And a feeling of a deepened chill
That cloaks today with impending ill
The fire is low, the morning is due
Let’s pray the sun will come shining through !
There’s so much snow upon the ground
Midst signs of winter all around
The wind is cold and icy breathed
It mixes with the air that’s left !
The signs of warmth rise here and there
While smoking chimneys pierce the air,
Fireplaces through the winter’s night
Will shed their pleasant warming light.
The shadows dancing on the wall
Invite us now to taste it all
With friends and neighbors far and near
So all may reap the seasons cheer !
Oh pussy cat, dear pussy cat, what is it that you seek
Hiding in a dark corner from which I now see you peek
Oh pussy cat, sweet pussy cat, all cuddly soft and warm
All heart and love and furry coat in such a friendly form
Oh pussy cat, I miss you so, you help me feel so strong
Come snuggle here beside me where both you and I belong !
True friendship is the kindest thing
It moves the heart to smile and sing
And raises all our hopes and joys
Like birthday gifts and children’s toys.
It’s a blessing that loving shares
To soothe the beast midst worldly cares
For without friends one’s cast aside
Into life’s emptiness outside
To languish wasted on the vine
Without the warmth of auld lang syne !
I’m not a fan of winter chill
A runny nose or feeling ill
Fact is I’d like to outlaw snow
In any place I choose to go.
But I don’t wish to be extreme
Or shatter others and their dream
Though I don’t ski, I know it’s fun
I have seen hundreds on a run.
Perhaps I’ll winter in the house
Snuggled up like a hearthside mouse
I pray that I’ll keep warm till spring
When sunshine smiles on everything !
The winter winds are a world away
That’s where I wish that they all would stay
There are some things I could live without
Including ice, slush and sauerkraut !
Now it doesn’t matter how I try
My ideas don’t stand a chance to fly
So old winter gets to rear its head
Bringing snow and cold to us instead,
How I wish I could escape the frost
And this wintertime would just get lost !
I think I’m not the chapeau type
In spite of all of fashions’ hype
But here it is before we knew
New Easter bonnets now on view.
At this ripe age I find a hat
Gets in the way of this and that
We once wore kerchiefs on our head
To keep us warm and chic instead.
I guess that scarves are good for some
But grateful I’m not having one !
It looks like spring may soon be here
Is this good time for us to cheer
Do you think we should wait a bit
Until we’re sure that this is it ?
Perhaps we’ll take another day
Ere we pack our woolens away
Another job for us to do,
Remember get some mothballs too.
I do so hate motheaten holes
In sweaters, scarves or worsted hose
At least there’s this great joy in sight
Goodbye to every frosty night !
Today is gray it’s dark and cold
The winds that blow are swift and bold
There is a chill that fills the air
Keep searching for the warmth somewhere.
There is no cozy place to stay
No comfy soft warm hideaway
We’ll have to tough it out I guess
By wearing wool and overdress !
There is a chill it’s in the air
From tingling toes to face and hair
And warns that winter’s on the way
But doesn’t say how long she’ll stay.
Oh please old crones that rule the wind
Be kind to those who are thin-skinned
Take care they’re safe from all the cold
Though winter’s force be ever bold !
I feel the wind brush cross my cheeks
Midst all the sounds that nature speaks
At last the springtime has arrived
My world around does come alive.
As sunrays skip about the place
They fill the void in every space
The breeze is gentle, kind and swift
I sense my spirits rise and lift,
Oh what a day that we may share
And how I wish you would be there !
Jack Frost’s arrived I’m sad to say
I truly wish he’d lost his way
We know that he has friends galore
Who shop a lot at Land’s End store,
Oh how I’d love right now to see
A season that might warmer be !
The dampness slips beneath my sheet
From hips on down to icy feet
The chill pervades the very air
I can no longer linger there
Tis time to rise begin the day
And try to wish the cold away.
I look beyond my window glass
To watch the cold of morning pass
It’s not that I don’t favor snow
The warmth just seems to please me so !
The winter winds of change creep round the bend
As late fall exits after summer’s end
The icy gray grip of frosty morning
Is the master of each daily dawning.
I hear the cold sounds rasp upon my ear
Increasing as the year end grows quite near,
Oh to join that moving mass exodus
And escape this winter’s freeze and excess !
Another morning has begun
Tis grand to feel the warming sun
Its fingers slipping through the blind
Leaving the dark of night behind.
The lacy patterns on the wall
Keep spreading till they reach the hall
I can no longer laze away
Its time to rise and greet the day !
The maladies of age are such
They rend us tender to the touch
How difficult our days become
This is not some great prize we’ve won.
Perhaps tis just we’re wearing out
Old bones begin to creak and shout
As like some aged trees we sight
We hold the dampness of the night.
The cold repelling off our skin
Is like a thief who slithers in
It seems the comfort age requires
Comes with the warmth of old hearth fires !
There are loud footsteps in the street
The frantic sound of running feet
Where are they going ever fast
What am I missing as they pass ?
There is some music I can hear
Midst growing din, hurrah and cheer
I’m sure I hear the bagpipes play
Can it be so it’s Saint Pat’s Day ?
Oh what a joy that fact will bring
A few days more until the spring !
The snow still falls upon the ground
Is there a furnace to be found
We need to turn the heat up high
And bid the cold a quick goodbye !
Just as it was long time ago
We saw the beauty of the snow,
The time’s now past and all we’ve done
Is complicate what was great fun !
Tis sad to think there seems no way
For us to try to warmer stay
Where is it that we will belong
The freeze is here but much too long !
A misty morn does greet my eyes
The snow capped rooftops seem surprised
White carpet covers everywhere
The streets appear all stark and bare
This bleak facade that I now see
Lies still in ice cold harmony.
A likely thought that comes to mind
As winter winds have grown unkind
It’s time to host a fireside chat
‘Bout pleasant themes or this and that
There cuddled up in some huge chair
With warm and happy thoughts to share !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 