Pedals

The last pedal has long ago fell
from the rose,the leaves that were
so colorful now have fallen to the
ground from the trees.

A light cover of ice to the grass
that just a month ago was so flush
and full,now dying as it waits for
new.

Crisp air to hit you in your face as
you walk into a cold winters night.
The stars always seem to sparkle a
brighter light on these winter nights.

Christmas decorations are glowing all
around,children excited to know it is
once again Santa time.

A snow flurry can be seen in the air,
melting as soon as it hits the ground
leaving it so bare.

Waiting for winters wonderland to be
seen,beautifully covered white trees
is what I please.