"The Beauty of December"

photo and poem by gigi ann

Decembers Beauty

When the days are short

And the nights are long

When we can curl up by the fire

And read a good book, or sing a song.

Decembers Beauty

When snowflakes softly fall and 

Make not a sound

Beautifying all they touch and surround

While dancing on my windowsill and

Covering the trees like sparkling fairy dust.

Decembers Beauty

When the moon shines down casting its glow

Making my lawn shine like tiny diamonds glistening

While the man-in-the-moon casts his light down... 

 On all the beauty here below.

Decembers Beauty