Photo Courtesy of Maddison Waitt
To Winter:
The scent of peppermint steaming off my latte
I stare out the window at the freefalling snow
Coating the road, turning the once-black pavement gray
The setting sun signals the Christmas lights to glow
How could you not love the warm knitted hats
And snowmen on the street
The old man who is fat
And his friends who keep his wonderland neat
The snow days off from school
And cookies made with love
The way the air feels cool
And you might spot a dove
But winter will come and go
From Spring’s blooming flowers
To Autumn’s warm throws
Yet nothing will bring me peace like Winter’s beautiful snow showers
