Original Poetry: Snow Drifters

As I sit out on my front porch,
Surrounded by the autumn wind
I think about the coming snow
In far away cities and towns
Where winter will soon begin.

I picture a small cottage
With a family seated by the kitchen fire.
As travelers drift along
To find their heart’s desire
I See these weary drifters
Walking through the snow
Following the distant light
Leading to the hillside cottage,
With a warm fire all aglow.

What brings these weary Travelers
Out in the winter wind
Are they on a mission
Where will the journey end?

Will they make it through the bitter cold
Or find shelter for the night?
Will they follow the beaten path
Or turn toward the fire light?

Let’s pray they make it safely home
In the blinding snow
Let the firelight Lead them
Where ever they must go.

Inspirational photo to get the creative juices flowing
pen and paper

The following exercise was inspired by this poem, which I wrote out on my front porch, yesterday afternoon. Listen to the windchimes in the podcast episode linked below or listen to the nature sounds around you and write a story, poem or essay about your favorite season. Feel free to email your pieces to annwrites75@gmail.com. If you decide to post your pieces on your blog, be sure to link back to this post, so my readers and I can share them.
Link to my podcast episode:


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