Winter is most often harsh long and boring unless we are positive and see its good side
Time is up, winter season has to set.
Winter has come, harsh, frozen and in its gel stays a deep cold meshed inside the earth roots.
Drawing back all heat, breaking up air and despite us, it stays for good.
Snow, rain, downpours, wind, blizzard and removed trees, all are here to constitute a sad Van Gogh painting.
Baffling humors renders them morose and tight leading to the depression.
Long, slow, boring and propagating ruthlessly like a master, renders all of us be fed up with.
Despite us, winter is here set for good.
Near the heater, from these flames emanate memories, dreams and some stories to remain the other obverse of winter.
Though, from here emerge legend stories like "the white snow," winter inspires to a fairy world.
This unloved winter, blocking routes and paths, though tenderness and smooth emanate from its heart.
Though, light, shine and brightness gush from snow crystals which will melt later to fertilize the earth for spring season.
Also, it is fecundating the ground, letting buds growing next March.
Winter is here despite us.
Ski, skating and winter sports; laugh, happiness and good memories are carved here.
Winter is harshness, melancholy and depression and winter is the cold, the freeze, the snow and the rain.
Even though, winter like a warm cradle full of tenderness and smooth is set to announce spring season.
Despite us, winter is here for good.