Snow falling over fields
caressing mountaintops,
crushing the small lifes
struggling to get by

Winter blows harsh winds
freezing ice glistens in the
cold december sun

Heavy traffic bustling through
overcrowded streets
The blaze of a hot fire
warms their little hands
and turns their cheeks
rosy pink

All is quiet now
no more crushing small lifes
bustling cars
and glistening ice
its all covered by the
Winter Darkness