under
the blue sky
hills are blanketed white
laughter of children
pierce the silence
as their sleds
glide across the snow
the
elderly couple
step cautiously
not wanting to fall
from the ice glaze
across sidewalks
bones too brittle
I
sip hot chocolate
watching the scenes
bundled under sweater
I take in the sights
knowing the grass
will be green again
hills are blanketed white
laughter of children
pierce the silence
as their sleds
glide across the snow
step cautiously
not wanting to fall
from the ice glaze
across sidewalks
bones too brittle
watching the scenes
bundled under sweater
I take in the sights
knowing the grass
will be green again
Sharing this poem for dVerse Open Link Night#309
"I take in the sights
ReplyDeleteknowing the grass
will be green again"
Luv the closing lines projecting us into hope of tomorrows
Much love...
For me it is so lovely to be reading a winter poem on what is becoming a very hot day. I loved your pictures.
ReplyDeleteI like seeing you here as a symbol of hope.
ReplyDeleteI like the cross-generational perspectives on winter!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful portrait of winter, with rosy-cheeked optimism for the oncoming spring..
ReplyDeleteLovely winter vignettes ending on a hopeful note.
ReplyDeletewhat is this "green", of which thou speaketh?
ReplyDeleteA classic close!
ReplyDeleteNice!
ReplyDeleteI can see the old couple. I have watched them across the street. I have kept my mother on her feet. It was no small feat.
ReplyDeleteyou paint a lovely scene here, and your ending feels very warm and hopeful. well done
ReplyDeleteWaiting for Spring. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteA lovely scene with the sights of winter. Reminds me of my time spent up north for a few years but here in Florida everything pretty much stays green year round.
ReplyDeleteThis is absolutely lovely! Spring is just around the corner 💝💝
ReplyDeleteI can picture myself enjoying this lovely moment! We don't see much snow in the South!
ReplyDeleteI love the cascade of images and colours here going from cold to cosy, the empathy behind it all, the blue sky, white snow, green grass and hot chocolate :-)
ReplyDeleteWinter Leaves
ReplyDeleteFall Promise
Green Spring
SMiLes Maria
Leaves Return
This Way Old as
New Poetry Springs
From Snowy Winter Dreams..:)