Heidi Sands Poet Rhyme

Following Footsteps

The skies are gray, since morning today
Snowbanks rising higher, in the way
Animals hiding, birds not around
The snow piles up without a sound

No sign of spring, but hope does remain
Changing of seasons, winter winds wane
As flowers bloom, memories will stay
Sparkling white snow on ground where it lay

Beauty blooms in every season
From this creation, that gives reason
For all that we may choose to create
Following footsteps to reach our fate

Heidi Sands

2/15/19

Placed joint 1st in the Poetry Contest 560.  Sponsor:  Brian Strand

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Kai Michael Neumann February 18, 2019 at 5:14 AM True story. One step at a time. Kind wishes, Kai Heidi Sands February 18, 2019 at 7:07 AM Thank you Kai :)

Edward Ibeh February 17, 2019 at 12:39 PM Lovely, Heidi!:-) Heartiest congratulations on your win! Heidi Sands February 18, 2019 at 7:07 AM Thank you Edward :)

Vijay Pandit February 17, 2019 at 8:58 AM Back with congrats Heidi..a well deserved win. Heidi Sands February 17, 2019 at 9:13 AM Thank you Vijay! :)

Vijay Pandit February 16, 2019 at 7:36 AM Beautiful sights and sounds..accepting of the winter's dreams..longing for the blooms of spring. Well written, Heidi. Heidi Sands February 16, 2019 at 8:08 AM Thank you Vijay! Have a nice day :)

Elaine George February 16, 2019 at 4:19 AM Simply beautiful...walking to Spring. Thank you for sharing your talent, Heidi. Elaine Heidi Sands February 16, 2019 at 8:08 AM Thank you Elaine. I appreciate your comment and support :)

Demetrios Trifiatis February 16, 2019 at 2:39 AM Yerning for spring after a ferocious winter is a justifiable wish for us. A wonderfully rhymed poem dearest , Heidi! Heidi Sands February 16, 2019 at 8:07 AM Thank you very much Demetrios :)

Carolyn Devonshire February 15, 2019 at 4:13 PM The longing for spring comes through in your lovely poem, Heidi. Winter hangs on in the northern states; spring seems to have arrived in Florida. Best wishes for success in Brian's contest! Heidi Sands February 15, 2019 at 4:28 PM Thank you Carolyn. We are piled up with feet of snow still. I appreciate your visit and kind comment :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 15, 2019 at 3:43 PM Lovely read, as I wait for spring while appreciating all. This. Snow. ;) xomo Heidi Sands February 15, 2019 at 4:00 PM Thank you Maureen :)