My Winter White
A thousand voices sing in the wind,
like snowflakes falling, no two are twinned
They bluster, they hum a haunting jive,
buzzing, swarming like small bees at hive.
Tall trees become raggle taggle trend,
unharmonized, they sway and they bend.
Cold drafts whisk through eaves and sneak inside.
there's no place to run, no place to hide.
When winter winds blow temperatures fall,
and an icy pall accompanies all,
Inside I watch with fascination,
pining, wishing for beach vacation.
Just For The Love Of It PHRASE Challenge
Required phrase when winter winds blow
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