WINTER'S VEIL
WINTER’S VEIL: by Paul Gray
©Copyright 2009 by Paul Gray. All rights reserved.
On my balcony I settle
As the eve of day sets in
Warming hands above my kettle
Evening crisp around my den
Snowy blankets left by billows
Carefully spread by winter cloaks
There displayed like icy pillows
Thick beneath the leafless oaks
All the signs I see are present
Celebrations soon at hand
Roast the pig and stuff a pheasant
Gather friends throughout the land
As this Solstice tide brings with her
Tells the world shall soon renew
And we see Great father Winter
Clear as season signs ensue
Soon as Azeroth rejoices
Dwarves and Tauren tell their tale
Feasting happy, raising voices
Toast the coming winters veil