Winter's wake

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Winters wake

There are times during a summers day,
I pray the snow would stay away. Good lines, good setting of the mood and what the poem would be about. 

After hiking up a mountain pass,  Even thought this doesn't sound entirely forced, hiking up a mountain pass still isn't  summer enough activity for me, but not that important. Depends on where your audience is from. 
I look at the calendar as if an hour glass.

Fall rolls around, leaves fall to annual death, Annual death, that interesting. almost oxymoron.
the cracking of life's decay beneath my steps.

Weeks before winter I wonder if I'll feel alone.
Stuck inside with snow stacked high, life inside a winter globe. Two "winter"s very close each other. Alone and globe don't thme too well, and -lone isn't stressed whereas globe is. 

Before I realize it, the first cold front is here.
After scraping off the sticky frost I put my car in gear.

Looking out my foggy windshield I concur
winter's wake has come, anguish may occur. Anguish may occur - this sounds forced. The whole poem is very personal and this sounds so... cosmic

My ambition could freeze like grass white with frost. What ambition?
Or I could resist the cold notion, despite the cost. cold notion sounds awkward... this fails barnacle for me. What cost? This is too vague for me.

Then I notice it on the drive,
the first snow fall has arrived. Isn't snowfall one word?

I always forget it, the peace of mind
on a still day, a flake floats down tickling my spine.

Surrounded by falling snow I look up at winters wake.
It is now I foresee winter joy is mine to take. I like the turn in the last four lines... is very vivid, well done here imho.

The idea and development is quite good, but some lines/line endings feel forced to fit the metre and rhyme.