Humility Poem by Ernestine Northover
Humility
Snow, falling thick and white, along the village street,
People struggling through the drifts, their shopping to complete,
Kids dragging sledges, excitement fills their minds,
Rolling a giant snowball, great, cos this is snow that binds.
Trees looking decorated up, with icicles that glint,
Branches weighed down with snow, which holds a golden tint,
That bright red sun that's setting, way out towards the west,
A wonderful rich vision, ordered at our Lord's behest.
Wonders of our lands, that are so stunning and so free,
That if we took the time to stare, we'd know true humility.
© Ernestine Northover
Ernestine, This is a truly beautiful poem. Very visually rich. Nice job. Shannon
Very wise and very humbly written, with your usual polished style. Thank you for this one. It brings back lovely memories. From Fay a 10
Another great write Ernestine, wonderfully descriptive work. Andrew x
A stillness and quiet in this.Nature in full bloom, even when spring has not come yet your words still blossom.Brilliant! Love Duncan
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I would like to translate this poem
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12/4/2024 8:08:11 AM # 1.0.0
I dig the spiritual message of this one!