Nov 18, 2008 16:19
At Wintertime, when the weather here becomes bitter cold and it is often dark on my way both to and from the office, I am reminded of a verse of a poem. It's also a Christmas Carol, but I really only remember the first verse.
These days it is also brought to mind when I'm in the icy reaches of Northrend.
In the Bleak Midwinter
by Christina Rossetti
In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen,
Snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
Long ago.