Crisp Winter, final season of the year,
Comes suddenly when awesome Autumn's past
The frost makes Winter mornings bright and clear,
But fosters Winter's biting icey blasts.
But Winter's winsomeness is also there,
The snow which hides the scars of furrowed ground,
The frost that sparkles on the hedgerows bare,
The snow that muffles harsh intrusive sound.
Ah! Winter, time of joy and peace and cheer,
Of carols chant and chimes of 크리스마스 Bells,
The promise of 'The 사랑 that casts out fear',
The pleasure of sweet spicey Yuletide smells.
Remind us after Winter comes the Spring
When all things bright and beautiful will sing!
(John Knight - September 2009) .
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Just another 일 in paradise . . .
It’s almost four degrees below zero and I step outside.
Snowflakes twinkle lazily in the air as they head for the ground.
Everything is covered in a blanket of snow.
The world is undisturbed as not even a bird chirps.
I take a step into the crunchy snow.
Freezing air wraps around me and I shiver.
I venture another step 앞으로 and I’m swept into a beautiful world.
There’s white as far as the eye can see.
I take a breath of fresh, crisp air and lean down to take some snow.
The snow is perfect: Ominous white made of thousands of compact snowflakes.
I lick the snow, my tongue brushing along each bump.
I feel a drop on my head.
I look up.
In a flurry, snowflakes dive bomb to the ground.
The fall around me, and I open my mouth.
Tiny little snowflakes land in my mouth.
I smile happily.
I 사랑 winter.
It’s almost four degrees below zero and I step outside.
Snowflakes twinkle lazily in the air as they head for the ground.
Everything is covered in a blanket of snow.
The world is undisturbed as not even a bird chirps.
I take a step into the crunchy snow.
Freezing air wraps around me and I shiver.
I venture another step 앞으로 and I’m swept into a beautiful world.
There’s white as far as the eye can see.
I take a breath of fresh, crisp air and lean down to take some snow.
The snow is perfect: Ominous white made of thousands of compact snowflakes.
I lick the snow, my tongue brushing along each bump.
I feel a drop on my head.
I look up.
In a flurry, snowflakes dive bomb to the ground.
The fall around me, and I open my mouth.
Tiny little snowflakes land in my mouth.
I smile happily.
I 사랑 winter.
