Poetry By Chuck



Raise your head
open your mouth
and taste the first
snowflake to fall

Feel its cold
wet dry
touch and
measure the
length of its fall.

Winter announces
its harshness
with sprinkles
of rain

and the wind begins to blow 

Now is the time
for sleeping.
All the critters
instinctively know

Mother Nature
is creating a blanket
to shroud
the life
soon asleep under
the snow.