Old Man Winter

It’s a cold winters day Fall is leaving for the year The sun is out against a bright blue sky There are a few white clouds The wind is whipping through the trees at a frantic pace The trees are almost bare Grass has turned brown Animals are seeking warmth Huddled together The air is crisp and tickles the nose It’s bitter, and biting against the skin There’s a dusting of snow scattered around People are out dressed in winter coats and hats Cars struggle to start Breath is visible in the air Old man winter is knocking on the door once again