Winter Begins

Winter begins to wrap her cool limbs around mine.
Age-old enchantress 
Stark and pure
Dressed all in blue, silver and white,
She opens the door on summer and slowly her presence fills the place.

The trees hold clawing fingers outstretched. 
Summer is slipping away.
It’s time to spread your emerald shawl on the ground; 
Lay a brown, orange and red carpet for our honoured guest. 

Age-old enchantress 
Stark and pure
She has opened the door on summer and slowly her presence is filling the place.