The first snowfall quietly came,
This morning with God s rising sun;
He left a blanket clean and white,
So we might have some winter fun.
Let s break out our boots and our sleds,
Find a steep hill to slide on down;
We ll play til we can t feel our toes,
Then pass the hot chocolate around.
We ll light a fire in the clearing,
Just big enough to warm our hands;
Then call all the children around,
Tell them about God s winter plans.
How God provides the snow for us,
Simply one of His many gifts;
Along with the ice on the lake,
In His way, our spirits He lifts.
We’ll cut a hole in the ice and fish,
Atop of the ice we can skate;
There is so much to see and do,
On this, God s wonderful winter day.
It s all in how we look at it,
Blessings from God or nature s wrath?
It depends on what s in our hearts,
The answer s as simple as that.
~ Paul D. Berube ~