First Snow
Gentle rain turning
to soft downy flakes,
each intricate and unique.
Sounds of the world
muted in the deep.
Solitude calling us
to slow down,
memories we keep.
Soft downy flakes
turning all to white,
except the dark bark of the trees,
standing sentries
along the steep banks
of the creek. ~
~ Thank you for visiting today. ~ terre
Terre’s Blog – Women of All Seasons (c) 2020
I love the photo! Beautiful musing of the cold day❄️
Thank you JM for your comment. This is not one of mine, but a lovely stock photo that I thought conveyed the mood perfectly. Glad you enjoyed it.