Is anyone else ready for winter? Feeling through fall vibes. I live in Texas where every day is over 100 degrees. I am ready for autumn but I know it escape my grasp. I would love a good spooky chill in the air and that is what inspired me to write a little poem to cool the temps.

Frosted Window
In the heart of winter’s grasp, behold, a world transformed, a tale untold. Gone are the sunsets’ hues of purple and red; the harvest moon now hides its head.
No more aspen trees, a canvas painted, leaves rustle not, their dance slows. The mornings now, with icy breath, embrace the land in frosty death.
Yet in this chill and beauty profound, a stillness, a silence, all around. The frozen earth gleams like glass, a tranquil scene, so peaceful, so vast.
Powder-like sugar, the snow descends, from gray skies, a dream transcends. No sound is heard, all life sleeps, in cozy homes, warm memories keep.
Nature’s lullaby, a hush so deep, in winter’s embrace, all souls do sleep. The world outside was a frozen domain, a canvas pure, devoid of stain.
Through snow-capped valleys, I wander slowly, in awe of winter’s enchanting show. The icy touch, a gentle caress, a wondrous world in a frozen dress.
With each step, a soft crunching sound, a symphony of solitude, unbound. And as the day gives way to night, the stars above shine cold and bright.
Oh, winter’s grace, a sight to behold, a season of magic, a story untold. So let us cherish this frozen art, for it’s here, at last, a masterpiece in the heart.
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