Snow Land

Crisp chilly leaves of white,
floating, twirling, in- out-
Fresh stinging painful winds,
blowing icicles across warm skin.
Life reborn on flakes of ice.
That coats the land,
in frost covers
of rolling hills.
In shadows of black and white,
with skin tingling of freeze
lips turn blue,
trees drag down,
water is ice,
and ice is food.
The days begun,
with new realms,
of Winter Wonder Land.