Winter In The Park Poem by Janet Mary Zylstra
Winter In The Park
Between their chilly winter sheets
Of gentle mist and quiet rain,
The naked trees retire to sleep
Until Spring comes again.
And comforting those drowsing roots
With muddy socks wrapped right around,
Felt-soft green and grassy boots
Shield them from the frozen ground
While through the fragile, lacy hush
A shiny rush of satin wings
With yellow bills and swelling throats,
Sweet Winter carols sing.
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