Fall Snowman
An odd thing happened to us on the Blue Ridge parkway
we were enjoying the Fall colors…taking our time…driving slow
but as we drove higher up the mountain…it suddenly started to snow.
We stopped to enjoy the moment…we were thrilled, excited, enthralled…
to be standing on the apex… between the Winter and the Fall.
Down around the bend Illuminated by the sun
we could still see the Fall leaves glowing
while on the part of the mountain where we were standing
it was cold…and it was snowing.
As the snow fell faster and faster…we came up with a plan…
since it was also wet and heavy…we’d build us a snowman.
It’s a rare opportunity to build a snowman in the Fall
but as he fell in tiny flakes from out the sky
we gathered them together…determined to give it a try.
The finished product was a snowman…He stood about 12 inches tall…
With a large oak leaf for a hat…our one nod to the Fall.
As we drove away from our snowy wonderland
we were still thrilled and excited and enthralled
having been blessed to experience a little winter
in the middle of the Fall.
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