Glory in Winter

"Glory in Winter"
by Atlanta Marie Carrera

The Sun Still Rises

The sun still rises in the winter.

The leaves have fallen.

The tree may be bare,

but the sun still rises.

The branches look wrinkled and old.

The tree is dormant,

but it lives within,

and the sun still rises.

Every season brings its own celebration,

the next phase of life ushered in,

and there is glory in winter,

because the sun still rises.