Winter Walk

My old dog and I walked up the creek
Thru swirling, stinging snow.
Ice flowed down the frozen banks
And heaved from the ground below.
The sun shone weakly thru naked trees
As I sat to watch and listen
To the world speak in wintry words
Of death and resurrection.

By M. Lynell Chamberlain

(M. Lynell Chamberlain is a member of St. Paul II Parish in Sellersburg.)