The Snow

A poem about appreciation of small things

As I sit by a roaring fire on a cold winter evening

I glance out the window and see a gentle snow begin to fall

It dances and glistens in the reflections of the moon light

So quite,so peaceful it soothes the soul of us all.

 

A blanket of white soon covers the ground as far as the eye can see

The only sound is the crackling of the fire as it burns so bright

It seems all trouble and striff is a million miles away

For me,there is Peace on Earth, at least tonight.

 

There is beauty in so many things,but we all too often do not see

The small Blessings are often the best part

A cool rain on a hot summer day,the sounds of a birds song,a childs laughter

So many things that cost nothing,but always warms your heart.

 

In the peace of this night as the snow continues to fall

I realize Blessings from God are given with no price,from him all Blessings flow

I will learn to cherish the small things as I never have before

Seems there are lessons to be learned from something as simple as the snow.