Winter Blanket
The snow is like a blanket that
God spreads across the land,
Where wheat and oats and barley sleep,
Awaiting God's command.
It covers all the pasture fields,
And hides the grasses brown:
It gives the bare, gray willow tree
A clinging, wooly gown.
It wraps around a fencepost tall,
And covers up its head,
And covers up its head,
Then drifts along the meadow banks
To tuck the creek in bed.
~by Ada L. Wine
