ROMANCE OF THE SEASONS


The last have fallen
Winter is now here
The trees show there
True form and the snows fall

There is thunder in the air
As the lightning fills the sky
No more rain
Snowflakes come down like parachutes

The Mountains can not be seen
Street lights blink on and off
Confused by the shifting incandescence
Cars slide by slowly

People walk as if
They have never seen the white
Cover of snow on the sidewalks
Some fall to the hard ground

Laughter rings out
The joy of winter
Changing crystals reflected
In the eyes of those who see

Thundersnow, such delight
Rare as it is
The heat of summer left behind
Dreams of nights in front of a fire

Romance of the seasons


Michael V Hechtman