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Winter marches across the water,Gathering the fallen leaves in an icy grip,
That waves with the laughter of a new bride,
And holds memories of autumnal glory inside,
Trees are mirrored dipping fingers as if to sip,
Flowing champagne at the wedding of a daughter.
Soon lights will dance on a polished floor,
Sun and moon will show all their worth,
Stars will shine brighter than before,
Who could ever wish for more?
But as a veil falls on the sleeping earth,
She dreams of what spring has in store.
7 comments:
Hi Liz :)
WOW! Sigh! Oh how I wish I had the talent for poetry as you do! This one, coupled with your beautiful photos, just stunned me. :) So, so very lovely. Thank you for doing the assignment this week, and the smile it gave me. :)
Always, Carly
The poetry coupled with the pictures surely left me with a deeply-enchanted feeling! Also, a little bit cold, seeing the ice on the water.
Wonderful photos - I love seeing ice on moving water and you certainly captured the theme.
Your poetry is beauutiful and when you add your pictures, I'm in heaven. Excellent!
Not only the picture's beautiful, so is the poetry. I wish I have your talent.
Nice poem and pictures! I like the fact the the water is not completely frozen and has patches of ice drifting along.
Very nicely done, you are so talented! :)
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