Frosty Beginnings

The treasured cougar cubs looked round At all the new-laid snow... For magic stole away the ground That still remained below... Their paws were cold, their noses, too, And all that was between And from the cougars' point of view, It's true they weren't that keen... While we, as humans, still complain, When sunshine starts to fail, Or we receive one ounce of rain Or short term fall of hail... Their lives go on, surviving youth, With all their smirks and smiles. Old cougars are the living proof, Triumphant through their trials... Frosty beginnings warn us well That Autumn's on its way, Before the full-blown Winter's spell When snow on lawns must lay... Each snowflake silver star then falls, From dark clouds up above... As we await till Christmas calls To fill our hearts with love.... Denis Martindale, copyright, November 2011. The poem is based on the magnificent painting by Stephen Gayford called 'Frosty Beginnings'. More Stephen Gayford poems here: denis-martindale-dot-blogspot-dot-com