Wednesday, January 16, 2008

And It Snows

The cold wind blows
And it snows

So that drifts form
As the storm

Scours the field
And I shield

My stinging face
In this place

Where the bitter cold
Seems to enfold

While I desire
A roaring fire

Where I may warm
This frozen form

As the cold wind blows
And it snows.

5 comments:

Janie said...

Stay warm
At the farm.

i beati said...

I'm cold now thanks just teasing

Blazing Cat Fur said...

It's bitter up here in Canuckistan today, minus 10 celsius, stong windchill.

CDO said...

Willy done thinks the Poet is haveing a 50th Birthday.

Happy Birthday Poet!

10-4 Willy

Janie said...

Ohhhhhh! Happy Birthday, Poet!!!

May your day and week be triply blessed!!!

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