This poem is written in a traditional sonnet style with 14 lines, and each line contains 10 syllables. I was fortunate to witness this park one day before the rising temperatures would begin transforming the park from its winter look.
Invitation from warmer winter day
Insisting on afternoon nature hike
Snowy Walnut Woods, waiting with sunshine
Feeling welcome, childlike emotions strike
Deep snow lining each trail, bright white border
Dressing in cozy layers, feeling warm
Park’s newest treasures, eager to explore
Thankful for winter’s freedom from snowstorms
Ancient sycamore tree branches glisten
Discovering cross-country skiers’ trail
Beaver dam holds back frozen Big Run creek
Precious winter moments bless, without fail
Looming big thaw will erase winter’s scene
Memories filling life’s unending screen
Big Sky Buckeye 
Here in Nebraska it is 74 today where I live and in the western part of the state it is 31 and snowing 🙂
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Nebraska can be similar to Montana with differences in weather from one end of the state to another. A couple of years ago, my wife and I traveled across Nebraska. We stayed overnight in Lincoln on our way to Colorado and later Montana.
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Beautiful words to go with the beautiful pic Richard. Enjoy the changing seasons.
In my part of our beautiful country we missed the spring altogether. We have moved from a mild winter directly to summer 😊
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Ashok, it is always a pleasure to hear from you. I hope your summer makes up for the “missing” spring. I feel blessed to live in a location with four seasons (most of the time).
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And we normally have six seasons 😊
All seasons have lots to offer Richard. Mother Nature is bountiful 💖🙏
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These last days of winter will pass
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Indeed! Nature enjoys shifting gears, but sometimes she grinds them a bit too often.
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Love how you put it
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Beautiful winter scenes and words,
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Crissy, I appreciate you reading and sharing. There are two beaver dams on the creek, which meanders through the nature park.
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and as you point out, these winter days will soon be a memory. Happy ones, hopefully…
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Gotcha! Yes, we need more days filled with forward-looking moments of happiness.
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well-sadi!
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Wow! I love this poem and am so impressed with how effortless the meter reads. It’s not stilted at all… and if you had not told me it was 10 syllables per line, I would not have noticed. It flows so freely. Beautiful, {{{Dwight!}}} ❤
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Jan, thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts. I keep working at my craft as a writer, and the journey continues to wake-up my creative side. God’s peace!
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