Winter Blues
Winter Blues
From dark to dark the chill hours tread slow,
Where thought as if behind a curtain lies
And sleep slips past its alloted hour.
In this dull Season of good intent
No sun strewn shadows define the day
And bright ambition, unnoticed, stilled.
Those in tune with Nature slow,
When Nature rests and the world is still,
And feel the Season’s dark embrace.
01/06/17
For 'Winter Blues' Contest
by Laura Loo.
Copyright © Barry Stebbings | Year Posted 2018
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