Visible from the second floor window.
Waiting for the water to form solid ice.
February night's dream upon my pillow.
Please, wait a few more days. was their advice.
Now, the pond's solid ice will hold our weight.
Our boots slid over the solid cold matter.
Winter days, gliding across the pond straight .
If we heard the ice crack, we would scatter.
Gray clouds, cold temperatures, white flakes fell.
First footprints made, then angels in the snow.
Wood burning in the potbelly furnace smell.
Our cold wet mittens and our cheeks aglow.
Memories of winter's long ago remain.
A special season, no need to explain.
About the Creator
Babs Iverson
Barbara J Iversen, also known as Babs Iverson, lives in Texas and loves her grandkids to the moon and back. After writing one story, she found that writing has many benefits especially during a pandemic and a Texas-size Arctic Blast.
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Stuck in Place
Amy whistled as she walked through her front yard, looking for any sticks she could pick up and throw into the pile she and her brother were making. They had a big windstorm recently; as such, all the trees in their yard had suffered some damage in some loss of sticks. Or perhaps losing those sticks was a good thing since their trees probably needed to be pruned anyway. Amy wasn't sure.
By Rebecca Patton6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
lovely
So lovely! I enjoy winter, and this reminded me of all the reasons why :)
very nice
Beautiful piece. Love it.
This was a beautiful poem about winter!
I have been here before but now I can comment on these lovely lines
Lovely,hearted 💕