As we walk our paths we will encounter many storms but there is always some way to travel through the eye of the storm and see that we can find something of beauty on the other side of the blizzard......

Winter Storm

Written by Beverlee Blampied (c) 2013

Winter's fury now is seen

The air is cold and fresh and clean

The wind does howl, the bushes shiver
The trees do scowl and the branches quiver
The snow beats down on everything
No-one is out and no birds sing
We hibernate and hunker down
And wait for the sun to remove our frown
And when it does we shovel and clear a path
And as Mother Nature gets done her wrath
The plows come through, all loud and rough
To move the snow into piles of fluff 
The storm is done and life resumes
And we'll think again of Spring and its bright blooms
But for now, from this winter storm the winds have fanned
And we've been left amidst a Winter Wonderland