Winter's Mystical Wonders

Fall has begun flirting and sowing its seeds

Raindrops are changing their tune

Imaginations are drifting, like the fresh fragile leaves

Snowflakes will be gathering soon

Tinsel appears, draping the limbs of the trees

Encasing circles of clouds round the moon

December is coming, bringing sleep until spring

Giving lovers a reason to spoon

Sheer icy coating blankets the ground

Hanging our breath, suspended in air

Sparkling like diamonds, its beauty astounds

The likes of which none can compare

Cinnamon clouds collect, they cascade in the sky

Giving illusions of perpetual motion

Jack with his fingers of ice, wanders by

Leaving all he touches magically frozen

Stand in awe of the mystical wonder he brings

Listen close to the sound of earth's slumber

Hear if you can, the song that he sings

Allow yourself, his spell, to fall under