Gray it is, the sky above
what we need are scarf and glove.
Boots are a necessary thing
we can barely talk and sure not sing.
It’s wintertime, the world is white
a gush of wind feels like a bite.
Snow is falling, romantic to behold
but in truth it is heavy and cold.
Danger lies in the cold air
snow is wayward, that I swear.
cold and wet turns into ice
snow beauty comes with a high price.
Many people enjoy the glory in white
skiing, iceskating, snowboarding are right.
But carelessness turn into cries and moans
screams, tears and too often broken bones.
Avalanches, rockfalls, accidents and drives
every winter cost numerous lives.
Not many respect the white snow’s cold breath
as dangerous, uncontrollable death.
But if we’re careful and observe the line
we can read on the very next warning sign.
Then snow and winter, no matter what clime
can be to all of us, a wonderful time.
(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, December 2019)