Oh bare with me winter

Oh bare with me winter

winter days

There comes a time  when the snow
becomes  hypnotic  and  all again so strange
as I stand here  watching the natural world
reform  and rearrange

A wind out of the north  brings  a clipper storm
leaving snow drifts again
it just makes me want to hide inside until
winter reaches an  end

In the beginning we welcome the first
major storm
and end up huddled within near  the smell of coffee
and a fire that’s welcome and  warm

The days are short  the dark night comes
along so  very soon
yet the long  nights are just too long
as even the radio plays a winter tune

Yet we will make it once again to summer days
through the muddy roads of spring
the seasons  change and so do we
a changing perhaps
only the seasons can bring

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Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, in poetry, in story perhaps to sort them out and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...

5 thoughts on “Oh bare with me winter

  • March 21, 2017 at 4:49 AM

    Hi Phyllis , Thank you so much , I meant for that to go to drafts unfinished ! I hope you like this now ………..:-]

  • March 21, 2017 at 4:50 AM

    Tony , thank you , Wow , I’ve got a lot of catching up to do , you’re way ahead of us !


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