First snow of the season,

Maybe the last,

Either way we’ll survive,

This cold winter blast.

With a fire in the fireplace,

Hot chocolate, and all,

We’ll stay cozy and warm,

And watch snow gently fall.

It won’t last forever,

Perhaps gone in a day,

But for now quiet beauty,

Blankets our way.

Kim Batson, JoyOnTheJourney.com