Winter Is King - Mostly Autumn

Berries are frozen

Out in the holly again

Laurel is glistening

And winter is whispering

He is king

A delicate crystal mask

Charming each blade of grass

Branches all coral cloaked

Tatooing the rosy snow

The sun is low

Woo!

I will not run

Can’t wait to meet

The monarch of the season

Crowned as the liege of snow deep

Icicle mornings

Venus is still calling

Luna is queen of the sky

And winter is king tonight

Burn fire bright

Woo!

I will not run

Can’t wait to meet

The monarch of the season

Crowned as the liege of snow deep