February;s Snow
By Cinara
February’s Snow My thoughts have turned to springtime And the warming of the earth The colors of the garden And the redbud tree’s rebirth I’m weary spent of winter And the north wind’s blowing chill My eyes now yearn to see the bright Of yellow daffodil I gaze through morning windows And yet marvel at the show There’s something very lovely In a February snow The field’s aglow with diamonds Strewn across its glittering breast As sunbeams capture every icy Flake on windblown crest The holly bush and maple tree Show off their silhouette Each twig and leaf in snow adorns A crystal white vignette Heavy is the laden pine Its branches bending down And hanging glassy icicles On rhododendron’s bough The early robin sits above And contemplates the floor And waits as I for March’s melt And green to grow once more Oh spring, please come and melt this glaze And feed the flinch and crow But let me cling just one more hour To February’s snow! Written February 16th, 2002 © on Feb 16 2002 07:12 AM PST 0 • 10
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