I just love a day when all
The trees are laced with frost
A picture perfect scene
When all ugliness is lost.
Sparkles that sit on everything
Creates a winter wonderland
It's magical don't you think?
A white brush in nature's hand.
We look upon this picture
And wonder how it can be
How can such beauty suddenly
Caress everything we see?
It's brings thoughts to writers
All across the wintry land
It gives poets the exact words
That put a pen in hand.
Or a smile upon the face
Of an artist with a brush
As she watches in amazement
Within a morning hush.
Or a photographer as well
Who puts a camera to his eye
So perfect is the scene
It makes you want to cry.
Or for the simple traveler
Who feels the truth so strong
Enjoying this winter perfection
When it finally comes along!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem. I am waiting so eagerly for the snow. I hope it doesn’t bypass us.