MY FIRST WINTER

i'm living my first winter
but it's not of discontent
i'm not concerned by fields of white
or where the warmth has went

i've always been quite sheltered
change of climate never feared
i never knew when seasons stopped
and new ones then appeared

i never knew the blessing
of the bloom of life in spring
when God pulled back the blanketing
that covered everything

i soon shall see the glory
of the colors, wild and bright
that slept beneath the patchwork quilt
of winter's black and white

i'll soak up all the sunshine
and i'll savor every hue
until that time, please let me bask
inside the warmth of you