I love how the cold air whips around,
And the leaves dance in the wind,
The clouds hanging in the sky,
Golden arches the heavens send,
The trees shedding their brilliant leaves,
They spiral and float down to the ground,
The frozen water falling in snowflakes,
And descend to the ground without a sound,
Puffs of wind escape from your mouth,
Like little phosphorescent ghosts,
Your cheeks turning red from the weather,
And nose runny from winter's host,
This is my favorite time of season,
You can tell beauty is everywhere,
People can think otherwise;
I love winter without a care.
