Winter Love

The fields are covered with glistening snow

As through its softness our footsteps go.

Our eyes observe the beauteous sight.

Trees all mantled in jewels of light;

Two souls entwined take in the scene,

While feelings of love bring forth the dream;

Moments like this that we find rare,

As with silent gaze we stare.

Our hearts remember the precious sight

Until we see the fields again in white.

By Jeanne Mancini