The winter comes in soft white dresses
To clothe the world in frigid tresses
She tempts us with her snowy kisses
And wraps us up in sweet caresses
I have been writing on the web since 2000. I am a christian , a photographer, an occasional poet, a recovering dreamer, an occasional philosopher, a software developer, an autodidact, and i resemble the INFP personality type.
Here in SC, she alludes us until around January when she swishes her dress around quite furiously. ;-)
This is the winter I look forwared to seeing not the one you painted here the other night:)