Colorado Snow (March 2016)

Few days into spring it snowed heavily, Forecast of three inches turns into twenty! Beneath the snowy peak of mountains, Snow collects every where like white dust. It covers the lawns and roof shingles, Sticks to vacant bird nest on tree tops, Drapes the bare brown bush stems, Tall aspen and fallen pine cone shells. It rests on patio railing and furniture, Fills the empty flower pot and dog house, The street, the side walk and garbage bin, And piles on front door to lock me in. Soon sky, clouds and mountains, All merge in a grey panoramic view. Like the spirit of a bearded master it hovers Upon the vast and gorgeous mountain valley. In brooding, towering silence of cold night, The earth wears a cloak of lustrous white. A strange, mysterious and comforting thought of Gray matter seems to reign the entire landscape. Life can be harsh and foreboding under Its shadow, but resilient people have learned To live and enjoy this treacherous habitat. Here the cold misery hugs the warmth of beauty. Young and adventurous love and seek The thrill of life in it's dangerous happenings. From indoor I admire the whole tranquil view, But a prisoner of comfort dare not venture out.