It’s that time of year again.
She begins her yearly travels
It is quiet out
She starts floating surface,
Down to the earth’s surface
Gently caressing every branch and blade
She continues her duties
She envelops the streets with her tender touch
The world has now become silent
Drifting under her spell
The Sun disappears
The Moon swiftly takes its place
Lighting up the town with its warm glow
When I open the door
I am met by an unwelcome rush of air
Sending shivers crawling up my spine
And numbing my senses
As I stand there,
I look out to the endless night
Flurries begin to dance through the sky
And land upon my face
Peppering my face gently,
Like kisses from Mother Nature herself
For this moment I am at peace with the world.
