| Fields
Of Winter
In fields of winters' season wavers brittle grass
Many shades of green surrendered to autumns last
Moister clinging freezes into thin-layered frost
Throughout the fields lasting tinges are slowly lost
Snowflakes drift steadily
in willy-nilly fall
Shimmering brightness of sprinkled dust covers all
Speckled blades with frozen drops bowing from high
Dance with wind, and imagines, casting out of sky
Shadows merging on ground
foretell impending dread
Stormy billowed darkened clouds loom close overhead
Approaching outpour for a shuddered winters freeze
Awakens with the blast from a shivering breeze
Utter of nature bellows,
without lacking force
Deluging tempests uproar rages harshly coarse
Torrent of Icy snow surges in briskly gales
Frigid winter's chilling wind furiously wails
Barren trees tip to
breeze, alongside borders edge
Flow of drifting constant showers surrounding hedge
Across laden fields of white standing grasses few
Sprinkled dusting comes to bear long past winter due
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