January Thaw

It feels like spring on a January day,
Making you feel good all the way;
Birds are chirping up in the trees,
As feeling of air in a gentle breeze.

The pure white snow melted down,
As it exposes the grass all brown;
Still it is way too hard to believe,
For the weather is trying to deceive.

The weather had changed so fast,
Alas knowingly that it will not last;
Old man winter is not far behind,
To put a freeze upon your mind.

Interesting of what God contrived,
Weather and climate so diversified;
With four seasons to keep us alive,
So that the trees and plants thrive.

God even provides nature a plan,
For the survival of beast and man;
Even a January thaw has rationale,
For helping your spiritual morale.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2006 Richard Newton Sherrer

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