Waiting Poem by Smoky Hoss
Waiting
All the pretty flowers of summer
have bowed their heads
said a prayer
and gone to bed-
The cold has come
with a kiss goodnight
and a blanket of frost
to tuck them in tight-
By the dark of winter they are held
bound in a deep sleep
only in dreams the memory of their beauty
do we keep-
So for now we shall wait
the return of spring
and the glorious new life
it promises to bring-
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