28 November 2012
The leaves crackle along the roads,
The icy fingers of winter start to erode,
The November breeze blowing freely,
So vulpine, December is revealing!
For winter is here to strike at it's victims,
Cackling away it shrewdly picks them.
Ticking every being off the list,
You'll be the next one to taste Jack Frost's kiss.
Be prepared for a sudden, sharp, shock.
For it could be your door the chills knock.
Time is swiftly ticking,
And the branches of the leaves are splitting.
Wear a coat, hat, gloves and scarf,
Be aware of the cold laugh...
Winter's Spell. • Opuss № I