Winter Snows

Winter Snows

California
Not much snow falls around here
Snowmen would just melt.

New England winters

Still a memory kept
Treasured in my heart.

Now in mid winter

Snowmen use orange carrots

To sniff white snowflakes.

I still remember

The crunch of snow beneath boots

Look! I'm a snow girl… 

Or a snow angel 
Arms flying to make sweet wings

Blessed aspiration.

Walk in silent woods

Bare branched trees or evergreens

Wearing white blankets.

Footsteps in the snow

Mine following other trails

Birds, mice, rabbits, deer.

All in a parade

Walking down God's path of life

Through His pure, white world.

See God's artistry

Crystal pure, planned perfection

How it should have stayed.

Thank you, Lord, for gifts

Beauties of fall, spring, summer

Purity of winter's white.

By

Corinne H. Mustafa

First poem of 2009