By Alexandra H. Rodrigues
Published in Great South Bay Magazine 2014
Many praise the people do sing,
Speaking of summer, fall and spring.
Why do we neglect father winter’s charm
When crackling fires keep us warm?
When snowflakes cover most of the trees
Their glistening whites the senses frees.
White is the color that innocence means
A snowstorm dust and dirt does cleanse.
I wonder who created the Snow Bird name
For those who avoid some imagined strain
A snow bird for me is an Audubon
That enjoys the East Coast’s year round sun.
I like that in winter the days are short
More time to meditate that does afford.
When covered in a coat like a Grizzly bear
I enjoy some frosty snowman fair.
Holidays with candles and glitter
Delight even the smallest critter.
The anticipation from season to season
Gives our creativity added reason.
So today it is winter that I hail
While on horse sled thru its wonderland I sail.
When the icicles mimic rainbows when hit by the sun
We should savor every moment and have some fun.
Winter in the East
Should not be looked down on, in the least.