Winter is here

The snow slowly falling off the trees,

The feel of the cold sharp breeze.

The feel of the soft powdery snow,

The sun going down with a bright glow.

The crunch of the snow as we sled down the hill.

The snow dust in your face creates a chill.

The strong scent of apple pie

Lets you know it's time to say goodbye.

The walk to the house is long and cold

As the sunset slowly begins to fold.

The feel of the heat is warm and cozy.

The taste of the pie makes you feel very rosy.

The sun is down; it's time for bed,

As the memories of the first snow day dance in my head.