A POEM "THE SNOW"

Don't sit there in your chair any longer,

Dreaming of times gone by.

This is the day we have been given;

Fill it with laughter, never a sigh.

Just look outside your window now

And see all that God has made.

The earth is filled with beauty rare;

At your feet, theses gems are laid.

Anywhere you chance to look,

The fields are white with snow.

Kids are out with friends and sleds,

Their faces all aglow.

There's much to see in the great outdoors

When Winter comes around.

Sounds of the season all seem new

With crunch of boots on frozen ground.

I thank my Lord for eyes to see

His loveliness everywhere,

O're hill and dale, meadow and tree,

Is spread this blanket of God's care.

M. Elaine Fowser