You thought it would be chilly here; You are mistaken~it is not. Autumn barely stirred the air, Like summer, but not so hot. Winter paints in shades of brown-- Pine needles, acorns, and leaves. Still, the greening grass abounds Between discreetly thinning trees. The temperature might dip a bit But not enough to frost or snow. By time you light the fireplace, Winter packs his tent to go While Spring launches her fashion show.
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Reviews of "Houston Winter"
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on October 4, 2003
I like your kind of winter!!!!! I'm in the cold north :-) Nice write.
I do know those Texas winters well, and I am not fond of them. Too mild for my tastes! (I lived in Ohio until 4 1/2 years ago, and I am used to *SNOW* and *COOOOLLLLLDDD*!!) Good write, though; the imagery and visuals are excellent, and this is a fine write! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
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