Snowflakes pure white that paint fading green
warm breezes replaced by frigid still presence
the trees are naked and brown
seasons colors are dimmed
red barns seem to glow
fields in slumber as the lazy sun rises
the labors of summer fleeting, trailing in mind
roosters call quickly ... the cattle lie passive
the children have blankets inside
as you peer through a window
the farmhouse stands beaming
seasons meld flow and mingle, as winter moves past
lights, decorations, smells of pie - smells of bread
family gathered with smiles ... it's Christmas at last
post picture created inthe Hollydale DArts lab
5 comments:
nicely written Speedy..now I am imaging the smell of pie..:)
Beautiful! :)
Excellent Speedy. It is indeed Christmastime.
Have a terrific day and a very Merry Christmas. :)
Awesome pondering Speedy. You've captured the season beautifully!
a few lines in particular just summoned up such beautiful images for me.
I especially liked the bright barn and the children with blankets ... and the smells ... and the colors ... and and and and .. lol
You are so talented Speedy. Love the artwork and the poem.
Smooooooootttccchhhhhh! Wendster
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