The Sun Shone Through The Trees. Poem by Sandra Kavanagh Josefsson

The sun shone through the trees,
and everything seemed better for it.
The light glistened on every bough
as the snow drizzled down a bit.

I walked for many miles before
I came to the river.
A dazzling ray of colour
with small logs hurrying by and I shivered.

The leaves of amber orange and golden yellow
lay scattered on the ground,
enveloping every step I took.
I could not hear a single sound.

I was glad for the sun because it gave a little warmth, on an otherwise cold and blustery day.
I was glad to be alone with my thoughts
to ponder in great depth and stay.

The sun shone through the trees,
and everything seemed better.
I was thankful for the small things in life,
like having a cozy sweater.

Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .