WINTER

WINTER


Winter in the northland,
Is a wonder to behold
With it, come the snows
And also the bitter cold
But seems to bring a peace,
To all the things that grow
As they sleep away the season,
Underneath the snow.

The daylight hours are shorter,
And longer is the night
Our world appears as a maiden fair,
Dressed in the purest white.
Looking out the window,
There is beauty there to see
As the sun slowly melts the snow,
Icicles ornament the tree.

Soon the day is over,
And the cold grows harsher still,
Shadows descend on the valley,
As daylight climbs the hill.
Far upon the mountaintop,
A wolf howls at the moon,
Listen very closely,
‘Tis but a winter tune.

Soon the spring will come,
The snow and cold will disappear,
All the country will smell fresh,
Winter cleaned another year.
The flowers again will flourish,
All will still be here,
Until the maid dressed up in white,
Once more will appear.

©12/17/2002
Monty