"Wintery Stoem"

"Winter Storm"

The shadows of the tree limbs, dance upon on my walls. The light of day shines through my window, As the snowflakes begin to fall.

I hear the echoes of the birds, preparing for their tasks. Getting ready for their journey, to a place where they can bask.

The ground is softly covered now. As the snow flakes keep falling down. And the essence of this beauty, brings on a silence to our town.

The sun is slowing fading now. As the day is winding down. But the snow outside my window, keeps falling to the ground.

I sit and watch the children, building forts and men of snow. I watch them make their snowballs and then watch them begin to throw.

It brings a smile upon my face. to see them full of glee. I watch them romping in the snow, that by now is to their knees.

I sit here at my window, As thoughts run through my head. In awe at this wintery bliss of the snow covered winters bed.

Across the street, I hear the sounds. Shovels scraping hidden concrete. It's just a way for them to play and yet can be discreet.

Something bout a winter storm. That brings a calmness to the air. It makes me want to cuddle. Takes away all my despair.

It makes me think of nature and all its wondrous ways. For even on this wintery day, A smile came my way........