Outside and Inside ~

I pull the curtains back to stare 

in fascination as the snow 

comes swirling, whirling down out there 

whichever way the wind might blow 

it's warm in here but only glass 

denotes the bound which cold shan't pass ...

A heavy whiteness shrouds the view 

though really there's not much to see 

some crouching shrubs, a house or two 

across the way a leafless tree 

which even as I watch displays  

a jeweled grace of icy glaze ...

I'm sure the storm has changed some plan 

that many folks made for this day 

but quite indifferent to man 

is nature when she wills to play 

and who's to say the elements 

can sense no joy in such events?

With only words I try to make 

a thing of beauty, art and grace 

while there beyond, with each snowflake 

comes still more beauty to efface 

the sordid and to paint in white 

a scene that sings of pure delight ...

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This is a photo of my house, my home
(we live in a very quiet neighborhood on a cul-de-sac)

I love looking through the windows at the snow

Snow has a special beauty of all its own ...