Winter
By Munroe Chapin
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

First Snow
By Corinne Davis
This morning as I looked out the bay window in awe
My kitten grasped at snowflakes with her anticipating paw
She is thinking if only I could catch just one
Or maybe she is in the act of just having fun
I greeted my neighbors as I walked down the drive
Mesmerized by the beauty and grateful to be alive
As I looked up at the white branches of the towering trees
I am locked in a trance and prompted to freeze
Hypnotized as I watch the flakes fall
I am consciously listening to hear His call
Mysteriously the snowflakes will disappear without a trace
Reminding me that I am always surrounded by God’s grace.

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