Finding the beauty
Which drop will be the first to go, from clear and change to white, falling down from above, a chagrin to many, to some a delightful sight
It is the change, that we knew, would eventually come about
And then as suspected, there it was, left without any doubt
The mindset changes, as we prepare, with different clothes, and preparations
Things brought inside, tires changed, for the pending encapsulation
There will be times of celebration, of holidays and such
That come with winters onset,
Family, friends and others, soon to be in touch
The New Year beckons, as a time one might think, to make changes and resolutions
And the following months to test one’s patience, and one’s constitution
Days very cold, with the winds, that will surely bite the nose
A good book, while passing the hours, waiting for, spring to unfold
We are the hardy, of the north Midwest, and we’ve been here before
And for those, first time to experience, may say, “I can’t do this anymore”
Then as quickly as it arrived there is a glimmer of hope, and a subtle change
Glimpses of green, buds on trees, a new a time again, and hence to rearrange
Items put out, thoughts of new life, gardens that will be planted
To start it all again, within the new season, GODS gift that has been granted
So take the time that’s been presented, and enjoy its presentation
As a moment to take rest, and reflection,
Past, present, future, within contemplation