The winter cold has come our way,
everything is covered with snow,
on this sunny day.
Squirrels raiding the bird feeders,
to ease the hunger in their mind,
as the bird's circle above,
waiting for their feeding time.
Snow resting on the branches of the tree's,
that the fallen leaves, have left bare,
such a peaceful beautiful sight,
as I look out the window and stare.
Tom Maxwell copyright 12/19/2005
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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