Only a Snippet by Shirley A. Reynolds My thoughts wandered as I looked out our frosted window at the snow-covered mountains and snow-laden pine boughs. A sheet of snow was about to slide off the roof of our […]
Window on Winter From a high window I observe Dark, Cloudless sky, Frozen fingers Of maple trees, The garden below Barren, Resigned to silence, Waiting For the first Small disc Of snow. – William Beyer