Four plain lines on a cold north wind and snow-covered hills. A good one to reach for on an actual frosty morning.
From Mother Goose / Nursery Rhymes (traditional). See the whole collection.
Cold and raw the north wind doth blow,
Bleak in the morning early;
All the hills are covered with snow,
And winter's now come fairly.
About this rhyme
A short, plain description of winter arriving: a cold wind, an early morning chill, hills under snow. There's no story and no characters, just the weather set down in four matching lines.
Say it looking out of a window on a proper cold morning and let the words do the rest.
Public domain. Text from The Real Mother Goose (Blanche Fisher Wright, 1916), via Project Gutenberg. View the source edition