WINTER BEGINS

Though squirrels still scurry for food,

The snowflakes fill all the sky

And blanket all the earth below.

The trees have shed their leaves to sleep

While the flowers have drifted to earth.

Now, as I sit here, quietly sipping tea,

A soft firelight warms every nook.

Nightfall now always comes too soon

Bringing frost to decorate the scene.

A mournful cry echoes from the wild.

While animals huddle together for warmth,

My house is snug from wintry blasts.

The winds may shriek and howl in icy blast.s

I will be sitting in my little old house

Munching walnuts dipped in maple sugar.

Winter is the season in which to relax,

To retreat for a time, to genuflect,

And get ready for the hurly-burly

Of Spring’s furious renewal of life.

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