Winter (a poem)

by Danielle Dumas

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There’s something about winter

When the bitter

Cold 

Bites through your clothes

And everyone knows

The darkest hours are here.

Trees are stripped bare of their

Gold

Showing their bark -bones beneath.

Watercolor rain falls, freezing into

The ground.

The world is silent, watchful and waiting 

Listening for that unheard sound

Untold

To us, but sung to them

A seasons hymn 

Of reason and times

Of rhythms and rhymes.

And those who wait and hope

Steadfastly

Will once again see

Bold 

Sunlight chasing away the dark.

Behold!

Winter has given birth to Spring.

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