Snowy dreams beneath my feet,
snowy thoughts to make them sweet;
snow-tipped shadows, silent words,
snow-tipped wings of poem-birds.
Snowy dreams beneath my feet,
snowy thoughts to make them sweet;
snow-tipped shadows, silent words,
snow-tipped wings of poem-birds.
“poem-birds”; please may I have some of those? They sound beautiful.
You already have them – they are the words you release into the atmosphere as you write! So enjoy them!
Ooooh, yes! Poem birds!!!! Now, you’ve got me “taking off”…wings lifting.
Let ‘em go!
There is something definitely magical about snow. If only we there can be a way to have snow with warmer temps though
I’d take 3 months less in duration, too! But yes, it definitely IS glorious!
How gorgeous, Melody! You keep bringing us beauty through the winter! Thank you!
ER – yeah. About that. I’m ready for SPRING. Now.