Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2016
The  first  snowfall  of  the  winter  as  begun.
Large  fluffy  flakes  chasing  each  other  to  the  ground.
Everyone  rushes  Indoors  as  if  it  was  the  plague.

The  trees  and  bushes  look  fine.
Decked  out  in  their  winter  finery
The  birds  carry  on  regardless.
They  are  such  hardy  souls.

Tomorrow  will  be  the  great  scrape  and  brush.
To  get  things  going  again.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK  2016.
Keith Wilson
Written by
Keith Wilson  Windermere UK
(Windermere UK)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems