By Logan Harnisher
Winter whispers softly to my soul
Its silken, icy secrets.
Silent, silent it sings…
Like me.
Secrets softly whispered that teach me
How to be happy in a frozen world.
Icicles reflect the winter’s sun.
Prisms that cast rainbows.
Like me.
Snowflakes twinkle like stars, in a white sky.
They dance in joy and celebration
Like me.
Winter is silent beauty.
It is the promise of spring.
It is potential.
Like me.
Founders’ note: Not everyone is born with the ability to use their voice. Not everyone can easily communicate their thoughts, feelings, hopes and dreams. On this page, we’re give nonspeaking people in our community the opportunity to be heard. The authors are students at Mouth to Hand Learning Center in Mount Kisco. You can read about Mouth to Hand in the article “Force of Nature” on our website or in the September/October 2023 issue.
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This article was published in the March/April 2025 edition of Connect to Northern Westchester.
