Missing the Cool, Brisk Air and Snowflakes

To wear a coat and a wool hat for weeks

Or to feel the cool brisk air hit my cheeks

To get all bundled up before going out

I will try not to get all upset and pout

But I miss the crisp, cool air

At times I feel it’s not fair

I’m missing the colors of the fall aspen trees,

I’m missing the fresh snow filled to my knees,

I never thought I would miss the cold

But I miss it more than I have been told

I miss wearing pants, sweaters, coats and boots

I miss snowboarding down through trees and chutes,

I miss seeing the branches lined with snow glistening,

I miss the peacefulness and comfort the snow brings,

When I think of winter I forget that it is all very nice,

Even though I don’t miss scraping my windshield of ice,

The grass is always greener on the other side people say,

I guess I realize that more and more every single day,

But I must remember to be thankful for the place I’m at today,

Because I don’t know how long it will be till I go or I stay,

So, yes I get tired of the hot, hot, dry Africa air,

But I have to remember that I am here cause I care,

I care about the people, the Bible and more

And I believe God has great things in store,

So I continue living in the hot, hot, dryness,

Dreaming of beautiful snowflakes and coolness,

And someday when I return for some winter fun,

It will surely be a blessing and I’ll appreciate it a ton!