My Winter Wonderland
walking through fields of clover
watching those honey bees at work
doing what they were created for
soon, I cross into the woods
it is the calm of the calm
moments of serenity
hearing the gurgling small stream
with its quite peaceful movements
a wondrous place to relax my mind
watching the wildlife at play
squirrels gathering acorns
preparing for the winter season
when the snow begins to fall
this landscape will be covered
in a blanket of the purest white
inside this wondrous beautiful forest
where my cabin sits is the place I live
my gorgeous winter wonderland
Copyright © Karl Lorson Sr | Year Posted 2016
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