Brilliantly Bad Verse

Winter

Oh winter…
Your icy days beckon all summer.
You tease me with each frosty autumn morn.
Your crystalline flurries dusting the lawn.
Your lacy etchings on each glass pane.

Oh the promises you make…
Sugar-coated devilry,
Clouding our true memories:
Gray dismal skies the heavy price.
Days on end of slush and ice.
Biting cold to peel off the skin.
Drifts and slips and terror-filled spins.
Ditches, snow days,
Scraping and sneezing.
Layering clothes,
But still icy toed.
Frozen pipes.
Invasions by mice.
Boot melt-off,
Soaks our socks.
Heating bills soar.
Icicles form.
Dreaming…
Of the warm…