Winter on the Creek

The snow doesn't fall as often, or as softly there
As it does in romantic places like Aspen or Tahoe.
But when the wind blows cold, breath freezes in the air
And whispers ring for miles above the snow.

The sun shines brighter and more often in the arctic cold.
The bright morning glare on the mirrored snow and ice
Is unbearable. It all makes everyone a little more old.
But winter rages on while everyone and everything else dies.