Snowfall

The snow is falling softly as it lands upon the ground,
The night is very quiet and I cannot hear a sound.
I stand and look at all the flakes so big and fluffy now,
The silence is so eerie as my mind keeps thinking how?

I love to watch the snowflakes fall, it's still a mystery,
The way they float down to the earth and cover all I see.
One little snowflake at a time as they accumulate,
Amazes me when joined together what they all create.

I watch the snowflakes piling up when landing on the lawn,
And also see the ones that hit the pavement and are gone.
Every flake is beautiful and started out the same,
But reaching earth some vanish quickly, while some will remain.

When the snow stops falling with this wondrous winter feat,
A breathtaking display of beauty will then be complete.
A blanket of the fresh new snow will beautify the day,
And just one snowflake at a time has made it all this way.

It seems that life is like a blanket of the fallen snow,
Accumulated through the years, to make life as we know.
Friends and loved ones came to us as with the pretty flakes,
One at a time, each beautiful, to mold our lives and fates.

Some come into our lives to stay as snowflakes on the lawn,
But others like the pavement snowflakes, quickly they were gone.
Each had an impact on our lives as they would come and go,
To help create our scene of life, as freshly fallen snow.

We loved each snowflake as it fell, not knowing of it's fate,
That is the time to pay attention, there's no time to wait.
When the flakes have fallen and the clouds have moved away,
The sun will shine on what is left and beautify your day.

Enjoy the beauty of the blanket, from the fallen snow,
That is what you have today and soon that too will go.
One by one the flakes will melt until it disappears,
The beautiful, breathtaking scene will flee as with our years.

Our life is built like falling snow and soon the picture's done,
And as the snowflakes touch our lives we must enjoy each one.
Don't wait until the snowflakes melt with nothing left but lawn,
Enjoy the snow and scene of life, today before it's gone.

~ James A. Kisner ~

[ by James A. Kisner © 2001 (PoppyK1@aol.com) -- {used with permission} ]