Winter cometh with wild geese flying

southward, southward.... south away

and the nights grow ever colder

with the shortening of the day.

Winter cometh with the throstle

that Redwing bird from foreign clime

borne in upon Icelandic breath

 herald of the freezing time.

Winter cometh and squirrels stash

hording against the famine days

garnering ever autumns bounty

from the plentiful woodland ways.

Winter cometh and the Long Night Moon

 silver white o'er shivering land

grimly shadows old Jack Frost

a-spreading of his diamond band.

Winter cometh, nature's passion

North wind keening in savagery

snow is falling ever faster

blizzards sweeping wild and free.

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