Most of the town was still inside keeping warm <br />As I bundled up to venture outside <br />Last night’s remnants of a rain storm <br />Laid upon the ground and sounded with each step and stride <br /> <br />From the corner of my eye I seen a rabbit scurrying away <br />A sound from up above making me aware of beauty in flight <br />Maple tree branches making musical sounds guided by the winds sway <br />Puffy ivory clouds filling my sight <br /> <br />The chill of the day brushes across my cheek <br />Breathing in then releasing crisp air <br />My senses capture the gentle sounds of water rushing over stones from the nearby creek <br />Closing my eyes and crossing for his life, thank you for this day becomes my prayer <br /> <br />For most eyes might not see <br />The beauty of this winters day <br />But He has allowed my heart to open and be filled with the Three <br />The Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, thank you for showing me the peace filled way<br /><br />Patricia Gale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-winter-s-walk-on-sunday-morn/
