Winter Scene
Silent trees
Sleep peacefully
In the cold,
Winter’s air.
Golden grass
Nod their heads,
As they dream
Of the summer’s dance.
The icy river,
Frozen in time,
Waits patiently
For the warmth of spring.
Birds seek out
The sun and ripened seed,
As they chatter
Amongst themselves.
Clouds cross the sun
Creating shadow hounds who
Chase snowflakes
Along the crunchy ground.
All else
Is at peace
Knowing that soon, very soon,
Life will be hectic, once again.
2008 © Flights of Fancy - Volume 1
by Dawn Huffaker
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Be always safe,
Karen
And welcome!
Leann