Kimberley Myles


Nice To Be Winter - Poem by Kimberley Myles

It must be nice to follow fall
Rest, my babies, rest
To blanch the landscape, trees and all
Rest, my babies, rest

To still the flies and honey bees
Blowing snow in swirling wreathes
And comb the pines with a frozen breeze
To ice the waves which rule the seas

It must be nice to be winter

It must be nice to sew for spring
Sleep, my babies, sleep
Soon to melt from everything
Sleep, my babies, sleep

To brighten night with a moonlit glare
The might of slumber’s quiet fare
And whistle whispers in the air
To cure the world of summer’s ware

It must be nice to be winter


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  • Veteran Poet - 1,325 Points Jerry Hughes (1/13/2007 7:43:00 PM)

    ...beautiful word picture, thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 25, 2010


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