Winter is a Poem
Mother Nature came raging,
Trailing her white cape behind her.
Heavy white flakes sailed down,
A thick, frozen blanket.
The wind gusts and makes me
Home is a blessing.
Walls and roof that shelter,
Heat that sighs through floor vents,
Blankets, pillows and nightlights.
We gather in rooms in groups,
Watching and playing and reading,
Secure in our haven,
While the world outside is swirling and cold.
The sun will smile
And light the ground like diamonds.
Children will play and romp,
Red cheeked and bright eyed.
For now, I watch through windows,
A world that is covered in marshmallow fluff.
Everything is soft and rounded,
Hills and valleys, drooping trees.
A perfect winter wonderland.