Snowcap In My Eyes

Snowcap arrived at the store and the October winds followed post haste.

Poor Alice, her walks are foreshortened by the foreshadowing storm.

Snowcap's delicious like a fire that's warm.

Don't be suspicious, there's nothing of harm.

The winter is with us with a withering charm.

My eyes are forgotten, my arms are quite long.

I wonder where with us, the lags, they belong.

Snowcap's delicious, don't forget it is strong.