Winter time is...

Winter time is ice cream for the eyes;
the  ice cream man of heaven, snow flakes, drops;
like raspberry's, the ripple of sunrise;
my Rowan tree, the red cherry on top.

 

Like mint is the refreshing evergreen;
like scoops, the snowballs that, by kids are thrown;
the most delicious thing I've ever seen.
Christmas trees even come with ice cream cones.