January Blues Poem by Daphne Grant
January Blues
In January's cold gloom
When shiver we must,
Armed with camera out we go
Forgetting all this winter's frost
because we have a photograph to post.
When sleeps the hedgehog
neath the leaves that Autumn wrought
And log fires just a memory,
And ev'n the squirrel hides his face
Then come o Spring; we're pining here,
To see the snowdrops bright white lace.
26/01/2006
Southampton
Such beauty, fantastic imagry found here Daphne, excellent poem.--Melivna--
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4/26/2024 3:09:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Daphne Amazing poetic style here, well done