Embrace January

 "There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens." Ecclesiastes 3:1

    While burrowed beneath a blanket of blue, the rumblings of rhymes ceased my slumbers this morning until I just had to rise and put pen to paper. Peering at the snowy scape from the sanctity of my cozy home, the words came unbidden as if the Lord had something to say about January. Hence, this poem:

Embrace January

Though some may pine

For a warmer clime,

There are those

With frozen toes

  Who love January.

The branches bare

Claw at frigid air,

While trees in rows

Wait in sweet repose

   During January.

Baubles once festive

Now packed away, restive,

Pave the way

For a brave, new day

    In brash January.

While lake breezes

Tease and freeze us,

There's joy in the struggle,

'Fore warmth as we snuggle

    In cozy January.

Storerooms of snow

Await the word, "Go!"

From our Lord above

Who also loves

   Beautiful January

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So refrain to complain

About winter's cool reign;

Put not God to the test,

But relax and rest.

 Enjoy January.

"Have you ever given orders to the morning, or shown the dawn its place, that it might take the earth by the edges and shake the wicked out of it? Have you entered the storehouses of snow or seen the storehouses of the hail? From whose womb comes the ice? Who gives birth to the frost from the heavens when the waters become hard as stone, when the surface of the deep is frozen? Everything under heaven belongs to me." Job 39: 12, 13, 22, 29, 30; 41:11