Tag: First Snow

We woke up to snow on the ground this morning. It reminded me of a poem I wrote in 2002.

There is a place inside me that needs white –

Seeing the first snowfall draws a quick breath of contentment.

There is a place inside me that needs brown –

Smelling the aroma of freshly brewed coffee.

There is a place inside me that needs golden yellow –

Feeling the warmth of a fire on this cool morning.

There is a place inside me that needs evergreen –

The beauty of an evergreen tree standing tall.

There is a place inside me that needs God –

To bring all things together in peace.

There is a place inside me that needs movement-

Rocking in a rocking chair moving closer to God in prayer.