Winter Paints December On Lake Erie

If you look closely, you will see the masterpiece Winter painted along mighty Erie’s shore in the darkness, well into the early morning light. You will see his fondness for delicate shades of gray, How one by one he bends and sheaths the tall ornamental grass in rounded silvery whiteness, and how he paints ripply footprints at the water’s edge. If you look closely, you will see the fluttering gulls in the distance, Seemingly small, yet not insignificant, Every detail a pixel of life. There’s more, if you look closer, If you’re willing to brazen the biting wind, Like the pile of jagged sticks, and mossy green rocks from summer, Now a single creamy white ice sculpture. And if you hold your eyes and heart wide open, you can read the painter’s signature written in the battleship gray sky— December