My Winter

When I stepped out of my door,

 The sky had turned to a protective grey. 

Not a crack in it. 

Covering our home. 

Capturing the stillness. 

The trees stood quietly beneath it, 

Resting in white night gowns. 

Hardly bowing as I passed by them. 

It was beautiful

And so I thanked God. 

For the grey and the white. 

For beauty and cold 

And fresh boot prints. 

For peace and for this home. 

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[Sami Khalil]

"And so I thanked God.
For the grey and the white.
For beauty and cold
And fresh boot prints.
For peace and for this home."

Thanks to you too for writing this lovely poem of appreciation and praise...:)..........

[Jamestown]

Amen! Thanking God for what he provides is a must, love it!
Written well, imagery awesome thanks for sharing and b-blessed!