A WINTER'S STROLL


  Walking along the road with you alone,


  Under the sky of a Winter cold.


  Beneath the leafless trees, all covered 
  With snow,

  A chilly storm that visited last night.  


  The woods are empty except for the deer 
  We see,

  Beyond there are hills of white layered blankets.


  Further in the distance, mountains are a sight,


  Down from the sky, snow of white.


  A 'winter's stroll just you and I, hand in hand,


  A flowing river of Icy cold, where does it go.


  Walk with me through this beautiful place,


  We stroll along to a cloud covered lake.


   Listen to the wind, miracles surround,


  Winter is here, Iccicles hang from rocks above.


   It may be cold but a warm feeling within,


   A Winters stroll, just you and me.


                                            Keith Garrett