Winter's Slumber Party

Sun rays are dancing on the frozen barley fields Splashing a golden hue on the ragged shed’s bricks Dried branches reaching out to the sun as in agony The sun is frail, smiles embarrassingly as it watches nature falling asleep Left behind wild geese tucked their heads under each other’s wings Singing each other lullaby of a splendid summer scene! Rahy Hy November 17, 2015 Written for the contest “Write me a winter poem!”