Out my kitchen window, all is quiet
In this midwinter darkness before dawn
Not a bird or rabbit about
Although footprints in the snow
Show me that they are nesting nearby
Hibernating like bears on this winter day
Bundled together against the cold.
And even the wind is not stirring the trees
As all is frozen and still
The sun is not yet visable
But slight light below the gray sky
Gives promise for the day
The brown shrubs and stubs
Stick up from the ground
Where in spring
Green leaves and flowers abound
But not today.....
One color that is still around
Is the prairie grass, which has not
Shed its color of ashen brown
Along with the fir and birch trees
Which give some delight
Their needles and trunks green and white
The chickadees that play in my bushes
Have gone
Their urge to flee, feels just like mine
But on my kitchen window sill
Are the paperwhites I planted in early December
Blooming for the first time today
So a ray of sunshine comes into my heart
And now, with joy, I begin my winter day.
4 comments:
Absolutely beautiful poem Gretta! I especially like your line breaks, and the details . . . you're good!
Thanks Leath. Coming from you, this is a complement!
What a beautiful, sad poem, very worthy of publication. You are living in such beauty, when the snow is on the ground & the sun is shining. Don't let the cold, grey days bring you down. Close your eyes & travel down those roads you refer to in your later blog. ((H)) v
Thanks Mary; good advice!
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