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When I was walking...
Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2003 8:20 pm
by greta
It's not even winter
But it's freezing like hell
And you're not wearing
your hat.
Nor your mittens.
You're dreaming about
The sun
And the summer
at the beach
But then...
You see that
Very first
Of snowflakes
And you don't
Even think of
Spring.
Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2003 8:41 pm
by Makera
Greta~
What a beautiful and insightful poem! To appreciate the unique beauty of each season, time or place......
Love & Light,
~Makera
Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2003 8:46 pm
by lizzytysh
Dear Greta ~
What Makera has said here works for me, as well
! Beautiful, and for those reasons. It also seems that the snowflakes, which signify the coming of winter, as spring does the coming of summer ~ may still have brought you back into the moment, and appreciating the snowflakes, purely and without thought of any other season. I know that their magical beauty will do that with me.
Love,
Elizabeth
You write beautifully, Greta
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2003 5:18 pm
by greta
thank you very much i'm glad to hear that you like it