A Joyful Moment

Dunes of white blanket our landscape,

crystal stalactites drape barren trees,

zig-zag tracks lay frozen in time.

Little ones in colorful coats,

hats, scarves and mittens

take playful aim at each other

while mother watches,

sipping cocoa, recalling her youth.

A joyful moment shared by all

who answer winter’s winsome call.


All the leaves have fled

Unforgiving bleakness –

a frigid wind that lives to torment.

All the leaves have fled,

leaving only naked trees to stand against the grayness.

Winter’s harsh gloom stubbornly remains;

and the distant sun refrains from sharing its warmth.

The cruelest season is upon us.