A Mid-Winter's Musings by David Roth 3 December, 2002 I hear, the cold wind howling I watch, the snow fly by I see, the clean, white vista I wait, while time flies by I think, of warm, kind faces I muse, of friendships held I sip, the steaming cocoa I smile, images meld I know, when in my quiet I have, a few close friends I thank, the ones who love me I pray it never ends