Snow Questioning

Early in the morning

As the nocturnals go

Back to those places

Were nocturnals go

I look out my window

At the blanket of snow

And I ponder the question,

"Did God make it so?"

Some flakes falling here

And a flurry over there,

A minuet mini-blizzard

Has made wonders to share.

And all for the eyes

To see and behold

These blankets of wonder

Left out in the cold.

The question still plagued me,

"Was it nature or God?"

The thought was rather haunting

And I thought it quite odd

That I should be thinking

Such a thought, oh so queer,

When the snow was just waiting

For a snowman to appear.

So I woke up the family

And each straggled out alone

To fashion a Snow-Person

Gender, Unknown.

With a hat from the rack

And a Coke-bottle nose

A scarf from the couch

And it's buttons were bows.

Then we stood back to admire

Our creation, so gnarly,

Our genderless Snow-person

The one we called Charlie.

Then the thought came back,

"Who brought the snow?"

And I laughed right out loud

Cause I still didn't know.

JE Falcon

12-12-2020