Winter Wrapped Up In Glamour….
The morn was all covered with the gray clouds hiding the sun,
The zillion flakes came swirling down and silently lay in tons.
As stillness fills the busy air, the winds began grumbling its story.
We gathered our stuff, left with uncertainty not expecting any glory.
The freezing rains came, spared not the wires the trees along its way.
Many areas came to a pause, unable to make it through the day.
The city turned to darkness, to my aunts we went for shelter and security,
I saw the trees knelt before their Creator for their wondrous beauty.
The crystals glistened and we did listen to a splendor scene, never before
God's master plans, His designs, His reasons He decides and send by the score
Their large garden beautifully laden, in all white, an amazing satin display.
A lonely little visitor swiftly tip toes, into the untrodden snow looking to play.
My cousin, his wife and my aunt shared this beauty, in front of our very eyes.
Natures glamour, it's good and bad comes from God above, it is Him who decides!
God speaks many a language, sadly man fails to attempt to read and comprehend
Mother Earth braves it all, the good bad and ugly as all mothers do till the end!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem