Many are the Maples that encircle my home, my nest, my dwelling abode
And in the dark of night they tap on my frosty windows, crying
Past their deathly stance, a wintry scene
Looking through their tangled limbs snow is falling, endlessly
Everything in my world is icy white, sky and earth mingling
Soon, I whisper to them, you will be wearing your emerald gowns
Creaking and groaning they mumble in their frozen rest
Reaching out gnarled fingers to me
Yes, my dears, soon, so soon you will stand in resplendence
Ice and snow will be replaced with fringes of delicate, filigree green
Now rest, now sleep Maples sweet
Gather your memories of Spring, Summer and Fall close and dream
February 3, 2012
Winter winds and snowflakes drifting
Ice bound trees all glittering
No noise except the white falling stars
Tiny snow birds are twittering in delight
Everything is white and pure and serene
Round the fireplace we gather warm and cozy
Soft and quiet the fluttering snow comes down
Bright, delicate snow floating
Landing silently are the perfect spheres
All my world is now dazzling
No noise except the dancing snow descending
Keeping warm by the fireplace with tea
Everything is blanketed white
The forest, the garden and even the house
Written by Constance La France
November 19, 2012
For the Winter's Blanket Contest
Of Gail Angel Doyle
Winter though harsh and frigid holds a certain beauty
Ice frozen fingers grasp hold of my soul
Nothing is more exquisite than pristine snow falling
Today graceful, fragile snowflakes are drifting
Everything is white, fresh, pure and flawless
Rivers are ice covered, dense and firm
Rhapsody is the song of the winter birds
Hopping on bare branches to sing
All is still and surreal in my snowy world
Perhaps, I will go for a walk . . .
Something is calling deeply to my very soul
Outside is God's perfection it says
Deep under the snow life is waiting to renew
Yet, this frozen world holds a certain beauty for me
December 14, 2012
Snowflake gentle, white and exquisite
Newly fallen snow and crisp fresh air
Outside fun in the snow and fresh air walks
White and pure, six points to a snowflake
Flakes of snow that melt slowly
Like white cotton, the snowflakes fall
A scene of winter, touching the rooftops of houses
Kind to the passerby, a winter portrait
Excellent when the sun shines on a winter's day
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
New fallen snow – winter's first
Over the river and through the woods
Very soon, we'll celebrate Thanksgiving
Everyone anticipates turkey and apple pie
Mom's already baking Christmas cookies
Better make out your Christmas list
Enjoy making winters first snow village
Remember to thank God for all His Blessings
1 September 2011
A Snow day comes.
Snowfall impedes our mobility.
Now some venture out to test their ability.
Our streets and yards are pristine white.
We're trapped 'neath Winter's cold, grey light.
Don't venture out on a day like this,
As Old Man Winter shakes his fist.
You wait for the snow plough, this is no jest.
Come bake some cookies or play a board game;
Or shovel the walk way till you've got the blains.
Most hunker down by the fire to stay warm.
Even rabbits stay in on this chilly morn.
Winters frosty snowflakes fall
Ice runs through your desire
Never ending nippy nights
Tender moments by the fire
Evergreens flapping in the winds
Rivers frozen, slightly dire
Silent days and Shimmering nights
Overcast evenings so inviting
Loves flame slowly lighting
Sparkling, shivering so exciting
Tinsel dancing in the air
Icicles shining with such flair
Cold breezes blowing through
Every nook and part of you.