It''s that time of year, again
for love intense and gentle,
when the strata age of woods and rocks
prepares for Grim Winter to return
from its northernmost haunts, invade the hollows,
sow helter skelter frost and darkness.
It is that time of year, again!
So, have you gathered enough firewood, my dear?
Have you stuffed the Bell jars full with jams and jellies?
Are the heavy blankets out of mothball.yet?
Are the snowshoes ready to trunch the ice?
Lastly, did you store securely the Scotch?
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