First Snow of the Season
The snow came swirling down last night
And blanketed the trees in white.
The whipping wind blew wild and free,
Obscuring visibility.
We didn’t have too far to drive
And made it, glad to be alive.
The house was cozy, snug and warm,
The perfect place to watch the storm.
The morning beckoned and the sight
Of sparkling trees brought such delight,
Their charm enhanced, to some degree,
By Nature’s wrath, I guarantee.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2016
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