The snow has settled on us
Like a shroud.
Each day growing deeper
Silence fills the
emptiness of the landscape
But for the ghostly
sound of the wind
High in the treetops
The meadows and fields
have vanished
The river flows mute
beneath the ice
The next valley is
unreachable
The mountains as
unattainable as the Moon
But soon spring will
release the land
From its icy captor
And the winter we be
no more
Than remembered
conversations
Beside the roaring hearth
Since the snow began to fall
My wife has done
nothing at all
But stare blankly
through the window
As the snow lays snow
on snow
If it continues in
this way
We shall have a white
Christmas day
But my wife stares
through the glass
As the snow falls
thick and fast
Sadly, if it gets any
worse outside
I'll have to let her
come inside
The
snow fell on the valley
Lightly covering every acre
A generous white dusting, as if
Sugared by a cake decorator
Old man winter’s touch
Transforms the
landscape,
Trees wear a frosting
As if dusted by a
baker
Snow fall blurs the
edges
And disguises
definition
Of familiar landmarks
And frozen streams
appear
Like pure white
ribbons
Casually discarded in
the vale
