A Shroud of White
Winter wrapped Autumn in a shroud of white
after Jack Frost stripped the trees of their green.
And a contrite sun diminished its light;
as a dulcet moon loaned Winter its sheen.
Spring silently arrives with poise and grace,
as Her warm breath slowly thaws Winter's freeze.
And when ice and snow melt without a trace,
She grafts green stubble onto naked trees.
By overruling Winter's objection,
Spring prepares frozen soil for life's rebirth.
And rain-soaked seeds await Her direction,
as April showers quench a thirsty Earth.
Restoring colors, Winter's white washed out;
tulips, trilliums, and daffodils sprout.
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