Winter Beauty

Photograph: Sharron R. McMillan

Black clouds float across the skies,
sun disappears before your eyes.
Soon soft rain is gently falling,
then the northern wind starts howling.
Leaves swirl round the naked trees,
grass and puddles start to freeze,
our breath is white upon the air
and spider webs are silver hair.

Our summer days are memory,
we say goodbye then turn to see
beauty changed but is still here,
diamonds glisten everywhere.
Every word is seen and heard,
we appreciate each tiny bird.
Summer warmth has surely gone
but beauty is with us all winter long.

©2013 Sharron R. McMillan