THEIR SHADOWS CAST

 

A Crow calls from the corn

   As the frost melts away –

The cold winds now blow

   Upon a winters’ day!

Rabbits are sleeping in their den,

   As if time stands still . . .

The clouds appear to be frozen,

   Their shadows cast on a hill –

Again a Crow calls from the corn

   As if it wants to say . . .

“Winter comes as a friend,”

   But it’s not here to stay!

The seasons God has set in place,

   A reality we all have to face.

 

Epaphroditus© December 19, 2023