Winter In The U.K: 2017 Poem by DM W

The hills and fields are bedded down with snow,
Like immense white blankets that softly glow.
It is as if the world has gone to sleep.
The silence and stillness are strangely deep.
And yet I know that springtime is near.
Although bitter winds are to be feared,
The sky is bluer and the snow will soon
Begin to thaw, and bright flowers will bloom
Once again; with the changing of seasons.
I love the sweet wonders of Creation!