Snow’s falling
Winter’s calling
Temperature’s smalling.
You have to be prepared
You know it when it’s coming.
By the:
The sound of the wind freezing your ears off.
The shimmering snow, pretty, but deadly.
The hopeful smell of a fire burning nearby to satisfy your hands.
The feel of uncontrollable shivering.
The warming taste of hot chocolate
Freezing? ... Frozen.
But there’s a hope, like the first rays of summer sun,
But it's woollen, made with care,
Want to feel warm, consider it done.
School, home, anywhere
Beanies are the answer, everywhere.