The sun pouring through
The window is bright, almost
Blinding, and very warm
It is foretelling in a way
Warning us to enjoy it as
A cold dark winter will soon
Be upon us. The roads are
Quiet. Under the snow is
A layer of black ice so the
Going is precarious.
With no wind the tree limbs
Are dressed with snow and
One could complain but then
The beautiful days would be
Meaningless. We take the
Good with the bad and there
Is always beauty if we are
Only willing to look for it.
There is hope that the sun
Will evaporate the snow and
Give us a reprieve until the
Baby is born in Bethlehem.
Then a light falling of the
White precipitate will be
Welcome and we will be
Thankful for the many things
That have been given to us.
Stanski
November 28, 2023, ^
Steve Haarman 