As Life Uses

It is only in sorrow that bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.

Amelia Barr American Novelist 1831-1919

AS LIFE USES

The majesty of the snow on the night before Christmas

Multiplies the joy of the season

The blanket of white makes the feeling just right

As the crystal-like flakes seem to glisten

The same winter storm can beat a soul down

As it holds us hostage once again

Mighty drifts and bitter ice leave us home bound

And the long winter makes life seem so grim

The spring storm advances amid awe, we're entranced

The light show and thunder roll in

The rains melt the snow giving flowers a chance

The barren brown fields let new grasses grow in

But terror can strike as a whirling wind forms

Our apprehension changes to fear

A killer from the sky has demonized the storm

That as a sign of spring we once welcomed here

Warm breezes and beaches are welcome relief

From the flood and mud and rain

Anticipation of vacations gives us reprieve

Amid the fields of bounty dotting the terrain

But the unbearable heat from the summer sun beating

Keeps us inside where we hide from the fire

The hope of pleasant frolicking ever so fleeting

As a draught burns out our hopeful desire

New autumn colors and chilly fall mornings

Bring the best and worst of summer to an end

Pumpkins for carving, for candy kids starving

On Thanksgiving our blessings we'll send

But alas comes the bad to overshadow the good

As another year has been used and is gone

With bliss and with turmoil we bravely stood

Enduring what was right and the wrong

Life is not always poetry and hope

There are always pitfalls and pain

We can only rely on our ability to cope

And not let reality drive us insane