WINTER SONG
by Pat Pierce


Everyone sings of spring

and autumn and summer;

but who heralds winter,

with its greys and silvers

and whites, its winds

and drifts, and chills?


 


Everyone sings of sunny days

and balmy moonlit nights;

but who champions clouded skies,

storm-tossed, white-capped seas,

streaks of lightning,

and booming thunder?


 


When the skies grow darker,

and winds begin to howl,

and we retreat to our cocoons;

when the earth is resting

beneath a downy blanket of snow,

I will sing this winter song.



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