A Bit Cold Outside
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Poetry/Ottava Rima/A Bit Cold Outside
Copyright Protected, ID 01-1698-198-05
All Rights Reserved, 2025, Constance La France
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Written, January 05, 2025
For the International Contest, Any Subject
Sponsor, Regina McIntosh, Judged 01/20/2025
Second Place
I know winter is breathtaking to behold.
with all the divine frosted snow filigree:
meadows in a blanket pristine white and cold,
usually, I would be walking with glee;
to relish each winter scene that will unfold.
But, today it is way below sub zero,
so, no way thanks because I am no hero.
So, I will write about the warmth of summer,
when flowers grow in bright seas perfumed and sweet:
and in my garden hovers a hued 'hummer,
and at my bird feeder ~~ birds of all kinds tweet;
am planting a new flower . . . snow-in- summer,
then, I am on the sand running with bare feet.
Above the cotton clouds sail across the sky,
as I pick bouquets of wildflowers and sigh.
Or perhaps, will write of a lovely spring day,
were everything is awakening and new:
and the baby animals frolic and play,
oh, the breeze is soft and the sky azure blue;
as forest trees with their green leaves dance and sway.
and out of melting snow violets debut.
I lay back so the sun can leave me sun kissed,
and no way does this mean . . . winter I dismiss.
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2025
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