Winter is waiting in the wings
Until his turn to take the stage.
Amused at autumns posturings
He will create a pristine page
On which to paint in black and white
An austere winter beauty show.
Pictures dependent on the light
reflecting from the fallen snow.
He has a limited palette
Displaying his flawless technique.
Paints pictures you will not forget
because each picture is unique.
The gaudy autumn colours go
Replaced by winters coat of snow.
11/10/2009
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Wonderful piece of poetry. Goodbye Autumn, hello winter. I shall not be spending very long on the welcome card. Much Enjoyed Steve