The wind may blow; It might snow some more, But it doesn’t matter: March is at the door. Flowers blossom; The warmth we adore; Wake up and be happy: March is at the door. Days grow longer; There’s plenty in store For Spring and then summer; March is at the door!
Cold that chills to the bone; Yet lovely, All crystaline and white. Dazzling in sunshine; Soft as velvet at dusk. Home is so inviting, Offering soup; Warmth that holds and fills us While snow blows into drifts; Statues made by the wind. Landscape dressed in splendor; Pure delight, Bundled up for a walk;Continue reading “A SNOWY DAY”
Howling wind Pushes against the house, Bangs the shutters Sending chills down our spines. Crackling flames Join in a happy dance As they warm us, Making all feel cozy.
The sun is far enough south now; it shines through my livingroom and dining room windows. It’s warmth enfolds me: Body, soul and spirit in a delicious embrace. I especially love sunshine through a window in the middle of winter: The icy, cold world is held at bay, while I snuggle in warmth and light. Continue reading “SUNSHINE THROUGH THE WINDOW”