By Margaret Charette
Another day has broken through
Just as He has planned
Mountains of ice and rivers too
In God’s snow-covered land
Blustery cold-biting wind
Snow upon the ground
Frost-covered trees, icicled roofs
Winter’s prints abound
Steamy coffee, pancakes griddled
Warm maple syrup pouring
Bundled-up, hungry guests
From buses that are touring
Mountains showing off their caps
Ponds their ice for skating
Valleys their glistening rivers and paths
A masterpiece in waiting
Mittened hands and reddened noses
Cheeks that are ice kissed
Snowsuit legs and feet of fur
Dug deep in winter’s midst
Chimneyed farms spouting smoke
Backyards; men of snow
Barns of red and hills of white
Fenceposts barely show
White-steepled churches reach for clouds
Snow angels in the making
Crackling fires warm the hands
Scents from bread that’s baking
Then slowly dusk ends another day
Goodbye to ponds and skating
Time to put the sleds away
A winter’s eve is waiting
Now candle’d windows softly call
The fireplace glowing
Darkness greets the falling snow
The horse-drawn sleigh is slowing
Another winter’s day is through
Just as He has planned
Warm memories have brought me back
To God’s snow-covered land
Margaret Charette, a retired special education teacher who lives in Waterbury, Vt., loves Martha’s Vineyard, and summers in Vineyard Haven at the home of her sister, Mary Foster, and Mary’s family.