As I have mentioned several times recently, and as anyone in my area will attest, there have been more than usual number of days with gray skies and fewer of sunshine than normally. On just such a day yesterday, I began to consider.
Snow on the mountain
Wind in the trees
Frost on the pasture
Chilled by degrees
Gray sky overcast
Sun seldom guest
Trees in dark profile
Season of rest
All is damp and cold
The days are short
Food scarce for creatures
Few birds report
In this bleak season
Emotions wane
Foreboding reason
Given to pain
Now the time for faith
Let the truth ring
After these dark days
Then will come Spring
Sun seldom guest
Trees in dark profile
Season of rest
The days are short
Food scarce for creatures
Few birds report
Emotions wane
Foreboding reason
Given to pain
Even wintertime
Has its beauty
Seek out what is good
Fulfill duty
Embrace these gray days
Count it all joy
Draws you to Jesus
And sins destroy
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