Here’s a hike one can take from their armchair, without leaving the house. Please enjoy this little piece of winter wonderland I wrote a number of years ago, based on childhood memories of the long, cold winters in New England….”When sun shines out across the dust, reflecting light like diamond dust”. Here’s to hiking in snow! Happy holidays to all. Tom Vickstrom
Wintertimes Rhymes
Winter’s coming, silent, stark
It’s colder now, early dark
Birds on the fly, leaves swirling down
Changing signs now abound
Plants lie down in their beds
Wings of frost bring winter’s edge
Trees stand in the pristine cold
Stately sights to behold
Crisp and brittle from the chill
All goes quiet, calm, and still
Cold stars nightly shining clear
Tranquility this time of year
Crystals fall as clouds blow past
Objects locked in, frozen fast
Captive in the landscape snow
Wait patiently for sunshine’s glow
Brilliance shows up on clear days
Slanted sunlight, brighter rays
In contrast to the darkened night
Powder, sparkling silver-white
Time stops for awhile it seems
Lost in a reality of dreams
No need to rush the winter through
While spirits rest they can renew
Cold subsides to dampened chill,
Sun’s warm rays yet weakened still
Buds not quite ready to start
Something known inside their heart
Snow crust wilts, to freeze again
Subsiding slowly ‘till the end
Melted runoff, mottled ground
Tinged with warmth, spring coming round
Thus goes winter’s slow parade
Majestic, passing through the shade
Let’s follow it and not lose sight
It’s all right there in black and white
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