 When old man winter comes to town He spreads his magic all around He comes with many tricks to share He turns our breath to frosty air He turns our cheeks into roses And makes cherries, out of noses He nips our fingers and stings our toes He makes a man out of snow And from the wondrous- Heavens sky He gives the stars, wings to fly And with his frosty breath -he spins Tiny little angel friends He turns the wood -to powder sugar white With icing--------on everything in sight And raindrops become diamond jewels He turns the lakes, into glass pools When old man winter comes to town He spreads his magic all around And when I go to bed at night I wake up to a world in white. (c)copyright 2006 all rights reserved. Winter Poems The Poetic Seasons Of My Soul |