My terrace, now clothed in pure white,
Presents a truly awesome sight!
Trapped leaves cut through this fragile veil
Bird footprints pattern tiny trail…
All looks so pristine - but beware
Ice can get trapped under there.
So, should I step out when it’s cold?
Crisp, snowy walks are oversold!
My car's passed on; it’s had its day;
So, Shanks’s Pony is the way
That I get from here to there
Ergo, time to tread with care …
I think of those with dogs to walk;
Such daily forays can be fraught
As puddles can convert to ice
And on dark days this isn’t nice!
The sun fights hard to show its face;
But I have checked – there is no trace
Of warmth; just wind that bites and burns:
Proof that winter now returns …
(c) Poet in the woods 2025
Brillant
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