When Old Man Winter Comes

When Old Man Winter comes

In the middle of a snowy night,

December’s magic unfolds.

He sends playful snowflakes

that chase one another

through dark and stormy skies,

piling up on rooftops and branches,

covering pastures and fields,

silencing the world in whirling whiteness.

And the children awake with cheery cries,

Delighting in the changed landscape.

With open arms, they welcome him

Like a dear, old friend

Who has been away too long.

All Around Farm, Gwynedd Valley., PA 1998 20160425_065900

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