The Day of Settlement

The trees were bare Barren of their leaves Droplets like tears Hung from their arms Blackened, their bark. At their feet, snow Soft, fresh white shimmer A winter picture There a wrapped figure Walks slowly in the snow. My door, he came to knock Had spotted him go Through the window As in a dream My heart felt no fear. Though he looked weary Had grown a beard His eyes shone bright Their crowfeet lines Laughter filled, loving life. Brought him by the fire To shake the freeze Off his hands and feet A meal to warm his heart His smile, my reward. Told me many stories Of his many travels A key yet to unravel Spoke to him of my dream And we became a team. Outside, no longer shunned The sun melted all the snow Revealing the green meadows Snow bells began to bloom Ringing in the Spring season. By CarolineCécile Copyright © 07.17.10