Morning rime ...The indulgent , overcast pallor of winter morn ...
Hardwoods revive with Robin songs , daffodils crown the throng
of Falls red gold delivery ...
The portal of fair days draw near , the harmonic tune of naked perennials
in Winters fleeting puff of air ...
Feast upon frosted creation , forever watchful this season of hope , for cold weather berries line thickets , dashing evergreens enthrall with all due solemnity , migrants seek the blessings of home , Spring wine
and recollection from the cask of yesteryear ...