A Winter Poem

A Winter Poem

You can smell it in the air

You can feel it on your skin

Winter wonderland 

Is about to begin

You might think that nature 

Has passed and is dead

But the lights are coming

And white, shining blankets will spread

A calm, peaceful beauty 

A delicate white glow

Sunshine reflected brightly

On shimmering ice and sparkling snow

Fantastic or horrible

It’s roulette with the weather

Cold, dark and wet

Or the best magic ever

The days are short 

The nights are long

But the festive celebrations

Are coming on

We have to enjoy 

and protect it while it lasts

Or soon winter will be

A memory of the past 

-Milena