A WALK IN THE SNOW



  I seek the quiet peace, alone with my thoughts,



  The rising sun feels warm as the cold is not done.



  The trees are still, branches of white,



  Not much sound, a deer walking along the 
  Snowy trail.


  The chill overpowers the rays from the sky,



  Winter follows me on my morning adventure.



  This heaven of solitude away from it all,



  Is company enough for a man who takes a walk in 
  The snow.


  Nature is a pleasant sight if  beauty is seen 
  Through the wandering eyes,


  I don't feel so all alone as a walk in the snow has 
  Touched my soul.
                                     Keith Garrett