Old Man Winter

Old Man Winter

Riding the cold north wind bringing freezing gusts

and swirling snow. He changes the landscape from greens

and browns and fall colors. in to his white playground.

He gleefully layers the trees and ground with powdery snow

Freezing ponds and lakes covering them with snow flakes

transforming everything according to his desire.

While we bundle up to go about our daily tasks, he sometimes

calls upon the winds, to try and stop us in our tracks.

Other times he likes to play tricks, letting the sun shine through.

So we can come out and play. Building snowmen and sculptures

out of his snow. Then once again will call up his friend the

north wind to chase us all indoors.

He can be our friend bringing just what we need, high up in the

mountains. He places lots of snow that when his time is over,

The spring and summer will slowly turn in to life giving running water

.

Many people would rather he stayed away, but I believe that

without him. We would not be able to appreciate all the things

that come to us. So I say Welcome Old Man Winter.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

Well, it's nice for a change to hear someone say something nice about old man winter. Being a fellow old man, I can attest we need all the welcomes we can get.

[Kane Hagwood]

This poem fills me with such a unique perspective playing in my minds eye. I can't quite put a finger on it, but it carries the same tone as a classic Christmas movie. While doing so, it also paints a perspective of "Old Man Winter" either being your biggest enemy or your greatest friend. Going with the motions of the snowy season always works best and reaps the most reward. Going with the current of winter and showing gratitude.

I really enjoyed this one. :)