Natures Pruning Poem by Mimie Durand
Natures Pruning
Snow is falling all around,
wind is blowing; makes loud sounds,
branches breaking from heavy snow,
nature’s pruning as it goes.
Trees are barren; flowers are dead,
summer dreams look ahead,
long for warmth and sunshine bright,
eagerly awaiting summer’s long night.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
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5/1/2024 3:02:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Here here! A summer man like myself can appreciate a poem such as this.