Jack Frost was here last night
The wind in the trees has a special bite
Snow covers the slopes in the mountains high
As the geese and their young begin to fly.
November transitions from warm to cold
As winter begins to take a hold
Bare trees shudder and go to sleep
Awaiting the snow so white and deep.
Soon December will enter in
And winter will say "I win, I win"
Thus, for a time, the world stands still
Bundled up warm, we wait, until
Springtime again shows her face of green
A more lovely site is never seen
As we watch life starting up anew
Something we always look forward to.
The wind in the trees has a special bite
Snow covers the slopes in the mountains high
As the geese and their young begin to fly.
November transitions from warm to cold
As winter begins to take a hold
Bare trees shudder and go to sleep
Awaiting the snow so white and deep.
Soon December will enter in
And winter will say "I win, I win"
Thus, for a time, the world stands still
Bundled up warm, we wait, until
Springtime again shows her face of green
A more lovely site is never seen
As we watch life starting up anew
Something we always look forward to.
~CalicoMom Toni~
Nov, 2007
Your mom writes such beautiful things. It is a highlight of my momma's day to read her poetry. We both wish we has such breathtaking views to look at too!
ReplyDeleteI like your poem. It made me feel the winter! Brrrrrr.
ReplyDeleteOh dear. It has arrived!
ReplyDeleteThey look like braids.... pretty picture.. pretty words...
ReplyDeletegreat poem CalicoMom!
ReplyDeleteit's snowing here!
hi to our bestest furriends!
That's a beautiful poem! Brrrr, it looks cold there.
ReplyDeleteLuf, Us
Burrrrr.....
ReplyDeleteI hope you are all keeping nice and warm! Especially Mistrie, does she come to the door for her winter meals?
Purrs and headbutts to my girl Precious for a warm nap.
---Beezer
Mum got her ear muffins out this morning. It was cold, but not as frosty as your place. Purrs, stay warm.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderfun description of the change from Fall to Winter.
ReplyDeleteSo nice.Just like inside my house.Nice and warm,mmmmmmmmmmm
Purrs :)
What a pretty picture and a beautiful poem! I'm actually looking forward to winter--more snuggle time with my mom!
ReplyDeleteI do not like Jack Frost! He makes it cold!!!
ReplyDeleteThat looks really pretty but cooooold!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem! :) Your mom is so talented. :)
ReplyDeleteThe frost looks pretty, but I don't like it because it's cold!
That is such a beautiful poem, thanks for sharing it CalicoMom:) The picture is beautiful too.
ReplyDeleteThat's such a beeyootiful poem! Ol' Jack Frost visited us today, to!
ReplyDeletekittyhugs and purrs from MaoMao.
Brrrrrrrr! If you need to warm up you can come over here and visit Mistrie. Your beds are nice and toasty though. It just looks kind of cold to me. You're always welcome, though, even if you're warm enough.
ReplyDeletePurrrrrrrrrs,
your bestest furriend Gree
Meowz to the piney woods cats and the mommy! I hope you do not think me too ungracious of a kitty for taking such a long time to return your visit. You can only imagine how happy I was to see you come cheer me on while I was so very sick. Mommy was heartbroken and thought for sure I would not regain any of my spirit and was prepared for the worst. But I was worth a small miracle. With your purrrayers and some good medicine, I have regained my strength day by day. Mommy would not have made it through her worries about me without your comfort. Each night we keep you in our prayers and wish you endless Blessings this Thanksgiving season.
ReplyDeleteLove and hugs from our house to yours, Miss Peach and the mommy
who love the wonderful poetry you wrote!!
He came here too, he sure was very busy last night. FAZ
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