Waiting… Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Now it is winter time in turning grays
Wonderful charming in dim colors light
Flowers of frosty and flowers of night
In to the doldrums of the passing plays
Hours of yesterdays are long forgotten
In the corners of the dark and the deep
Autumn leaves on pathways lie rotten
In their bleaching ensign that life couldn't keep

Holidays coming in their wondrous gleam
Feelings inside for everyone singing
My house is surrounded by magical glow
Each hour awakening winter's new dream
With beautiful thoughts to my heart bringing
To celebrate Christmas in new fallen snow