Green And Gold Poem by Claire Sanders

Hazing from green and golds, the reds and grey

Glass-like ice pon the surface of blue

Pre-cumbent of another winter's day

Colours mystified by low sun's glance

The beauty and wonder of the season's pass

 

Step by step on this much frozen land

Departing breaths of steam

With children's excited cries, I smile

Whilst in the snow, on crispy grass

We walk and they play through winter's chilly mile

 

Tentacled icicles, heavy clouds that threaten rain

Greenery dormant, awaiting the vibrant touch

The chance to revive themselves anew

With spring's return, anon, not long

Their petals once again aglow with sun

 

Days growing longer, light extends

Season is floating by throwing a lifeline

Survival of the fittest, nay, the quickest

Stretch up to meet the virgin sun

With urgency and tender grace