As we watch fall colors fade
like family after Thanksgiving dinner,
we anticipate the coming of winter
with emotions filled with dread,
of winds howling through the night,
of mornings dark and dreary,
of roads and walks slippery with ice.
But then we remember the joy
of sunshine on silvery snow,
of air so crisp it could break,
of birds gathering around the feeder,
of evenings before a flickering fire,
of memories of Christmas past and
dreams of Christmas seasons yet to come.


© by Bob Kimberly.
Used here with the author’s permission.