The cold breath slowly approaches,
It's cold howl gets stronger and stronger,
The woodland creatures go and hide from it wrath,
The bears slowly fall asleep hoping that the cold breeze wont disturb them while they slumber,
The white wolves come to get this man of ice,
Slowly its cold presences causes everyone to be afraid,
As it knocks on your window, you refuse to answer,
You know that weather you answer or not it will not leave for months to come,
It came after you had the great feast of turkey and ham and potatoes,
But this is not one you can throw away like the scraps of the turkey,
No, this one you must face on your own,
The children refuse to listen to their parents as they warn them about his horrid wrath,
But he has promises of fun and snowmen,
It was only then that you looked into his cold eyes and remembered your fun times with this being,
Slowly you step into your boots and enjoy your self with your children and family,
But the man made of ice still lurks, waiting for his attack...
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