Winter Love - Poem by Ronald Chapman
Walking alone on snow covered mountain roads,
Everything is changing while clouds fly through a brilliant blue sky,
Slay riding down steep hills,
The sun is getting high, In the blink of an eye;
An old cabin in the woods, with a warm fireplace burning,
Another blink of an eye,
Snow falling lightly on roads, Skiing down hills, Drinking wine while, Covered with a blanket in front of a warm fireplace with you,
Want to stay, never let you go.
You and I together on a bench in front of a frozen pond,
Covered in a blanket, Taking your hand, Is this heaven?
Fate continues to point me to my Destiney I see every night in my dreams. You and I making memories,
Opening my eyes wide, I see you're still here, Not a dream.
Our home with a warm fireplace burning,
Our children singing,
Snow falling lightly on mountain roads, Skiing down hills, Drinking wine while covered with a blanket in front of our fireplace,
Want to stay, not to go, I love you...
Comments about Winter Love by Ronald Chapman
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You