Sara Kendrick Poet I do not know?

Howling

Listen!...Hear the howling icy wind
Old man with white hair and beard
You with water, melted snow trickling
Down your side coursing to the lake

How high are you? Reaching the heavens
Such a strong tower,  protector of game
People can run to you strong Rock
Clouds boil over your white hair and beard

Possible new snow will come from above
Coating your hair and beard with new white
That provides the stream with water come spring
Stream that forms the cool, clear water of that River

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John Freeman January 8, 2010 at 9:41 AM Amazing how much a part of this old man our lives becom this time of the year Sara. Smile. I just don't like winter weather. spring and fall are my favorite times of the year. Sincerely, Love, Moses

Sena Slaughter January 7, 2010 at 9:13 PM I think this is so beautiful and creative! To me it tells about God! Lovely work and well done!

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 7, 2010 at 9:02 AM Describing so lovely the icy effects of Winter and its frigid temps.. I saw u are having them too.. it is 7 degrees here today with the howling winds... I am so ready for 90 now..degrees.. that is... hope u are staying warm .. my new heater has not shut off for very long at all this past week.. more time to write more poems to share... blessings.. luv.. LInda-Marie..

Doris Culverhouse January 7, 2010 at 9:00 AM enjoyed reading made me colder!