Written on January 2, 2024
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“If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." ~ Anne Bradstreet Winter’s quick wind slips shadows through my soul, Risking dawn’s light, leaving a mournful glow. Deprived winking stars, moon will still console, Grasping night with promise of graceful flow. Wintery breath clasps the silent snow’s fall, Rescuing each flake with cool, frosty thanks. Gasping at the dance, beauty not so small, Braving the night, gentling even snowbanks. Wintertime comes and goes, leaving light trails, Glistening joys, falling from the night skies, Racing to meet life with enticing tales, Memories of sweet love that never dies. Winter’s easy light glows into the night, Moving souls to hear its legend so bright.
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