A placid December morning dawns
Darkness blankets the hinterland
The forest lays still, hushed and calm
As creatures sleep snug in cozy shelters and dens
Leaves are traced in alabaster lace
The sun’s first rays reach out over the mountains
While the moon exits the sky’s stage
Icy creek waters flow in frigid fountains
Blossoms cling to their final days
Bare skies let a cold rush descend
With the warmth of toasty flames
Glow the windows of quiet cottages and cabins
Perfect stillness envelopes the countryside
No planes, trucks or cars rush by
The world is buttoned-up, sealed tight
A peaceful winter lullaby
The long, barren season has come
The first frost has arrived
Months of rest will soon pay off
When spring brings vibrant colors and new life
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Ryan Burkey
PNW native. Government analyst by day and a writer, song-writer and musician by night. Writing topics include nature, faith, relationships, and social commentary. Hobbies are traveling, coffee shop vibes, food, and comedy.
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