With the long departure of summer and hopes of warmth

         You can hear the whispers of winter even in fall, the silent cries of the cold

                                   Tumbling, roaring, and blowing toward us

                           And with it comes its bite, stinging and then numbing

                        As you breathe it in you,

feel its reach deep into your lungs

                               You feel an invisible frost seep over your body

               Keeping you from feeling the embrace of the warmth that will come

              Freezing the land for a time, keeping everything in its chilling domain