Of Winter’s Coming

Of Autumn leaves and longer sleeves

and robin’s winter flight. . .

Of colors bold and biting cold

and days now short of light.


Of branches bare and wind-blown hair

and heated breath to frost. . .

Of lively walks and fireside talks

and dreams of old loves lost.


Of woolen cloth, hot chocolate froth

and football games at noon. . .

Of Halloween and costumes green

and wolves that howl at the moon.


Of snowball fights and Christmas lights

and round yon Virgin verse. . .

Of turkey meat and tons to eat

and Grandma’s open purse.


Of happy days and children’s plays,

three wise men and a star. . .

Of voices raised in songs of praise

and gifts borne from afar.


But most of all what I recal

as winter comes to stay. . .

is a heart content; filled with wonderment

and a child born in the hay.

Sandy Ozanich ~ copyright 2012

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