Humility Poem by Ernestine Northover


Rating: 5.0

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

Uriah Hamilton 07 December 2005

I dig the spiritual message of this one!

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Cj Heck 07 December 2005

This is lovely, Ernesting. Such a beautiful message. Hugs, CJ

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Shannon Chapel 09 December 2005

Ernestine, This is a truly beautiful poem. Very visually rich. Nice job. Shannon

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 29 January 2015

Great poem on snow and likes it.

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 29 January 2015

A very good poem and great style of writing.

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Fay Slimm 16 October 2008

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

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Andrew Blakemore 01 May 2008

Another great write Ernestine, wonderfully descriptive work. Andrew x

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Duncan Wyllie 29 March 2006

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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