Winter Mornings Poem by Katherine H. Belle

White snow drifts slowly to the ground
each small snowflake dancing in unison.
The cold nips at my nose.
My frosty breath fills the morning air.
The sun is slowly rising over the mountains.
Cars fly by in a flurry
Headlights flash by in an instant.
and then silence envelops the open air.
Life is simple.
Today I live to feel.
My cold toes hugging the fresh fallen snow.
My fingers grasping small clumps of ice
and I can feel my breath inside of me.
Filling me wholly
before I exhale all that is my life.