Winter's Venom

It slithers around the corner
Prepared to strike
With it's razor sharp teeth
Sending it's shards or ice
Straight through
Your veins

It creeps
Through the forest
Languishing Mother Nature's
Beautiful Handiwork
It's frigid demeanor
Spreads through the land
Infecting everything
IT touches with
Bitterness and Dispair

Until Mother Nature
Strikes back
Slowly melting it
To the core
And it's icy embrace
Begins to fade

It retreats to the dark
Coiling into oblivion
Planning it's next escape
Prepared to strike again