Winter Magic     

 

Winter, the time for cozy fires burning,

Popping and crackling as we watch the embers dance.

Sweet , gooey Marshmallows roasting for one and all.

A time for cuddling and snuggling, as we bask in the firelight.

So much to reflect on as we enter our own state of hibernation.

This season of the year brings with it a sense of sleepiness;

The nights grow longer and we retreat to our homes;

We feel a sense of comfort in just “being there.”

Out come the sweat suits and soft flannel pajamas;

They become our winter “uniforms” of choice.

A sense of gathering our loved ones and friends,

Becomes a mission of hospitality as we long to share;

Share what we have and who we are with those dearest to us.

The smells of fresh bread baking and hot soup on the stove,

Bring back memories of childhood days,

When time seemed more abundant and life had a slower pace.

Even now the magic of snow glistening in the night air,

Brings a sense of exhilaration and excitement.

The sounds of children playing in the falling snow;

Screaming with glee as the snowballs fly

Makes us all children once more.

As the white of the snow blankets the earth

In a billowy softness, we are refreshed and alive.

As “Old Man Winter” comes knocking at our doors;

May we all remember to be kinder than necessary;

More patient than expected;

Smile more than frown;

Acknowledge each other for the

individuals we are;

Respecting our right to our own beliefs;

And live, love and laugh

each and every day of our lives!

 

                                            ~Carol