The forest of fall
gives way to winter’s wall
white and frozen still
The kaleidoscopic spectrum of the season of multicolored fading
passes on to biting bony chill
Even mother nature
beauteous in autumn leaf color
submits to old man winter
dancing in a swaying spin
rests in a bed of white wind and soft powder
Can you hear the whistling in the timeless cold
amongst the scintillating crackle of the leaves of youth?
Memories all too short but far from lost
preserved in another icy frost
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