(Image: Winter's Frost by Shadrach Ensor)
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Must the frost of winter come so soon?
Autumn left behind was still in bloom
Summer’s languid days were the best
Gave us time to ponder, time to rest
Yet winter snaps her fickle frigid finger
We rush home alone, we do not linger
Ensconced in the cocoon warmth of our abode
We curl up in cozy fleeces to beat the cold
And confined here by the fickle frost
Alas, what care I, if at times I get lost
In winter’s lounging longing nights
Seeking silent sentiment until the light
When daybreak casts its golden hue
Over the mysterious brooding brew
And awakens our solemn silent slumber
A new day breaks with wakeful wonder!!!
Polly Guerin is the author of THE COOPER-HEWITT DYNASTY OF NEW YORK (History Press 2012)
Must the frost of winter come so soon?
Autumn left behind was still in bloom
Summer’s languid days were the best
Gave us time to ponder, time to rest
Yet winter snaps her fickle frigid finger
We rush home alone, we do not linger
Ensconced in the cocoon warmth of our abode
We curl up in cozy fleeces to beat the cold
And confined here by the fickle frost
Alas, what care I, if at times I get lost
In winter’s lounging longing nights
Seeking silent sentiment until the light
When daybreak casts its golden hue
Over the mysterious brooding brew
And awakens our solemn silent slumber
A new day breaks with wakeful wonder!!!
Polly Guerin is the author of THE COOPER-HEWITT DYNASTY OF NEW YORK (History Press 2012)
I Love curling up in my cozy Irish wool Blanket!!
ReplyDeleteLove your Winter to come & the warm Autumn colors too~!