WINTER SHOW

Snowflakes falling as gentle caresses upon the warm earth

Draping the naked trees with mantles of white;

It comes upon the earth's bosom as a child,

suckling its mother 's breast.

Graciously adorning the beautiful remnant of man's abode,

Mountains arise from the plateau as gods immortal

Decked in their finery of white and silver frost

Taking stock over all the kingdoms

Cold and unyielding, their frozen fingers hold the destiny

of all who enter into its world.

Mysterious and forbidding, they make the barriers strong

And as immortal warriors keep at bay those who will mar its magnificence.

Look, those who dare, see the canvas that nature paints,

What pictures of lovely scenes appear, they delight every eye.

Glistening gems of light hanging everywhere

Virgin snow covering earth's nakedness as an artist's canvas;

To share such a sight with a kindred soul

Would be the purest delight.

by Jeanne Mancini