Phil Soar

Gold Star - 48,832 Points (28.06.1952)

The Winter - Poem by Phil Soar

And the leaves fell
The cold bit like a hungry wolf
Green turned to white
Days grew short
Time seemed to stand still
Months without purpose
Smiles turn to grimacing
Gloves on
Noses run
Waiting for a day of sun
Spring seems so far away
And when the buds begin to show
The grimace turns back to smiles

Topic(s) of this poem: nature


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 20, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, November 20, 2015


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