Beautiful white cloudy skies of winter,
precious memories to hold and cherish,
yearning desires of a heart to enter,
the sanctuary of a soul ,with love to embellish.
A hearth full of warm emotional cinders,
and every infinity to relish.
But the wintry winds touched and left,
leaving the hearts in cold arrest.
Ottava Rima : 8 lines, no set meter, but can use iambic pentameter. Rhyme scheme : abababcc