Winters slip

The clouds cover the skies,
Winter is approaching,
The cold chill creeps in,
Like a longer fingered hand encroaching.

The frost is clear,
Like a sheet of glass on the path,
It’s beautifully deadly,
It Only takes one slip to break you in half.

Snowdrops start to fall,
Across the land the lay,
Protecting the land
It’s a shame they can’t stay.