[Poem] As Winter Draws Near

The wind it sighs

A mournful cry

As the days of autumn dwindle

All along the pier

Winter creeps near

As mighty waves sway like timber

The squalls are a warning

Tis the last warm morning

The hours are dwindling for leisurely reservations

For the cold and the fury

Of winter brings much to worry

Her song a lullaby to commence hibernation.