The winter I love

The sound of new frost,
Crunching under leather boots,
Footprints left behind.

The swish of the wind,
Felt beneath glove, coat and scarf,
Turns our faces red.

A falling snow-flake,
Drifting softly towards us,
Heralds snow to come.

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The Japanese "haiku" style of poetry typically contains 3 lines formed of syllables of 5, 7 and 5. The subject matter is always related to nature in this style of poetry.

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