Today is the first day of Winter (21/12/2016).
Not Moved by Winter Woes
Winter whips and scolds relentless.
Many respond, their countenance distort in sadness.
Attention seeker by appearance of naked twigs,
whitened trees and much more, even the chapped
lips and forlorn faces slapped by the weather.
Winter appears at the close of Advent when hearts are
at the peak of their joyful ascent.
Ascent in marking the birth of the Saviour,
one by whom man is a survivor.
A survivor no longer moved by life’s lashes
nor the beating and rage of the biting weather.
© 2016 Deborah E.Nyamekye