Winter

Winter.
It silently approaches,
a thief in the night.
Creeping down the passageway.
Coming slowly,
to take away the light.
Bringing
weather along with,
coldness.
The marrow of our bones,
begins to freeze.
We shall all become
thick as ice.
Statues in the blizzard...
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Excellent poem, good build up of imagery and good conveyance of theme!