Spring is here, yet winter has not left us.
It's a time for blossoms to come forth - but they are freezing
from the cold.
Look out a window and see the bright sun shining everywhere,
see the warmth hanging in the air?
Outside the door, I take a step, my breath I can see blowing
in the wind.
It's cold against my skin and quickly I step back in.
Contented now to watch the warm looking sunshine from a window
within my heated room.
nicely written and wonderful to read
I liked your simple style. Thank you for the posting.
I can read between the lines, an indecision about life's choices. Sometimes we choose, Sometimes God does it for us. Thanks for sharing. :)
I can feel the chill of the lingering winter in these lines! But the thought of an incoming spring will definitely warm our spirits! Nice poem!
This winter is long fou us! So cold it is!
Such a lovely excellent image in this poem makes readers to feel that cold and watching out from your window too,10++ from me for this lovely piece of work..
Simple and lovely. The hands of winter could be chilly and death. Thanks for sharing
outside we've got drifts as tall as me, and it's all kinds of cold. Your penning is perfect, like looking right out the window. Pretty good writing there. tyfs
Yes RoseAnn, Life is a mixed bag. Spring is here, winter has not left us, A good poem reflecting reality,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Very nice, with your poetic expertise you have been able to project the feelings and moods and caprices of weather. Enjoyed, cooled of, extremely hot in my State. thanks, S.