With Summer nearly over, but temperatures remaining rather high, it's time to bring a small chill to your bones. For those who count down the months until the year's first snowfall, this poem is for you.
A swirl of the wind
On a cold, frosty night
The moon in its splendor
Shining full and beaming bright
Layers of snow, four feet high
Group of snowmobiles zooms loudly by
Large flakes fall from the sky
Glistening on the ground and adding height
Shattered treetops covered in white
Makes the winter a beautiful sight.
Unpublished work @ copyright 2016 Nancy M. Rollins