Winter Verse (Poem 215)

It's winter 

     And my toes are cold

It's winter

     And the coffee's brewed

It's winter

     And the does grow bold

Searching for a meal

Where sweet green grass once grew

It's winter 

     And the frost has formed

It's winter

     And the fire's bright

It's winter 

     And your hands are warm

In the brown wool gloves

I knit for you last night

(c) 2013, by Hannah Six