Spring In Winter
Snow plops idly from the dripping trees;
The air smells green in the evening breeze.
Grass grows lonely in patches of white;
Stars sparkle coldly in mild moonlight.
Did Time forget what he should remember?
Has Nature forgotten we're in mid December?
The time for buds will soon come nigh,
But not 'till the ides and fool has gone bye.
Shh little blossoms sleep still a while.
It's not time to bloom; ignore winter's guile.
Hush, tiny blades go back in the ground.
Quiet, young woodchuck! Bat, not a sound.
Whisper, old leaves on the snow-speckled floor
Till spring is made certain and summer is sure.

OneVoice   OneVoice wrote
on 2/5/2009 4:37:45 PM
Well done!! I was reminded of the stories my mother told me and my siblings as children just before we would go to bed. You are a talent G

Warriorprincess55   Warriorprincess55 wrote
on 12/17/2008 10:35:09 PM
G, I agree with all three of the comments made here. This poem is a breath of fresh summer air, and it tells the reader a story that you can see as you read. It's also cute and it flows very well. I really enjoyed reading it.

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 12/16/2008 6:16:53 AM
Sheeesh I wish it was summer now for it's cooooold here! What a breath of fresh summer air this was to read. Reminds me of my favorite time of the year...summer!

Trenchtownrock   Trenchtownrock wrote
on 12/15/2008 6:29:09 AM
Love this summer in winter write. Love the imagery and the flow of the piece.

tigercatracing   tigercatracing wrote
on 12/15/2008 3:17:41 AM
This is really cute :) That's the only word I could really come up with I like it so much!

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