Thou Winter Abode
Thou winter abode, my house amidst the snow,
I relish thy company with the many spruces and pines,
Simply beautiful and divine to see,
Miles and miles of white and green,
Exquisite to be viewed and appreciated,
Snowflakes fall, like fields of white cotton,
Each house touched by God's paintbrush,
The sidewalks cleared from the fresh snow,
Whereever I travel the sounds of silence can be heard,
I walk dressed for the warm weather without saying a word,
Icicles on the rooftops, uneven all the while clear and beautiful,
A distinct winter presence, God has created miraculously.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
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