Winter is in the air
\nClosing in everywhere
\nThe valley is chilled
\nAnd the bears are hibernating<\/p>\n
Sweat no longer forms upon my brow
\nAnd all the birds are flying south
\nThe warmth from the sun
\nIs shorter from day to day<\/p>\n
An extra quiet upon the bed lies
\nAnd by breath I can now see
\nThe changing of the seasons
\nDulls the senses inside of me<\/p>\n
Gone are the patchwork of leaves
\nLeaving the limbs of trees bare
\nA hush or murmur falls upon the land
\nLike a visitation of all who grieve<\/p>\n
The land will be frozen
\nAnd the fingers cold
\nNo flowers blooming
\nNo gentle breezes blowing<\/p>\n
Winter is a harsh master
\nThat we must endure
\nTo them be rewarded finally
\nWith another spring when here<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Winter is in the air Closing in everywhere The valley is chilled And the bears are hibernating Sweat no longer forms upon my brow And all the birds are flying south The warmth from the sun Is shorter from day to day An extra quiet upon the bed lies And by breath I can now … Continue reading Winter’s Coming<\/span>