Trees of Winter, Tall are they standing towards the sky,

Stripped of their leaves, naked in the breeze.

Around are few colors left from the Fall, Winter is now,

Clouds of cold beyond the quiet trees are waiting to snow.

Still are these woods, a sight of beauty,

Snow on the ground, a place to walk with a love, 

Hand in hand.

Dreams and wishes thought of, created from your

Passion for life,

Snow in the woods, nature surrounds you every step,

It walks with you.

Keith Garrett