High winds, scudding clouds Trees bending, shedding their leaves Winter blues are here Grey skies dominate our days Promise of cold nights Chill winds blow and cut to bone Clear night sky, star bright Indicate frosty morning All will be painted frost white.
Ahhhh but yet dear lady,
a good time to cuddle in
front of the fireplace
with your love sipping
on hot chocolate.. :)
Great write as always...
Trixie :)
Enjpoyable read Lady! Bill
Love Tinka
and, like Ed, the lettering as well.