por jorgenelson
@ 2007-09-21 - 18:21:53
WINTER GARDEN
Though my winter garden
is dressed in gray and brown,
there lies a raimbow sleeping
beneath the frozen ground.
My daffoddils are waiting
underneath the winter snow
to announce Spring in all her glory
with trumpets made of gold.
My iris now are sleeping
They dream of summer fields,
dressed in velvet, midnight blue,
as emerald spears they wield.
Bejeweled with hoary frost,
the soul of a rose waits quietly
for summer sunshine
to burst with crimson, suddenly.
High above it all,
bare trees stand solemn guard,
sentinels of Hope and Promise
while the soil is cold and hard.
By: Glenda M. Banta.,Torrington, Wyoming, USA
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