Wonder of Southern Winters

 

Southern winters can be so fickle: warm one week and ice cold the next.

This week temperatures soar to near 80 this week; but next week, they will barely climb out to the mid 50s.  I wrote this poem today reflecting on winter here.

The sun glitters through the trees on a cool February day;
As I wander looking for majesty
And beauty that God offers those
Who take the time to seek.

My block hums with the scampering of wildlife

from birds looking for seeds on my lawn to squirrels peeking out from trees.

Spring may come early here; but, I am longing for more frost and maybe a little snow.

 

Despite the warm weather, I still love watching God’s handiwork in my Southern winter.

The beautiful days have caused our trees to bud. Soon leaves will unfurl as Spring approaches.

It is too early in my mind for winter to end, but God controls all though and knows the needs of the land.

It will not be long until we see as Solomon wrote in the Song of Solomon Chapter 2:

¹¹ For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone;

¹² The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

 

What is winter like out your window?

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This post is written for the Anita Ojeda’s  Write 28 Days Challenge for February 2019.  You can read more posts in this series by visiting my introduction page.

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