Snowy Morning
Thoughts as I shovel snow from my walks.
A fresh dusting of snow as I awake this morning.I hate winter, really I do, let this be your warning. Seeing the ground covered with white purity.Me now full, filled, brimming with security. Knowing that nature is cleansing the earth.Never leaves my thoughts lacking dearth. Green of the grass poking through the white.Warms my heart, though the coldness I spite. She has a plan and she makes it very clear.Always doing what...