Life In Winter

Frozen trees bereft of leaves
Stand upright in frosted death
Fields once ripe and lush with fruit
Lay still without the Summer's breath
Is there life in Winter's graveyard? 

Soggy soil sloshing below my feet
Autumn's leaves have been swept away
And while I march on viciously
My eyes behold only death and gray
Is there life in Winter's graveyard? 

Then comes a patch of greenery
A lush, though simple, paradise
I stop to gaze at the loveliness
Beheld before beauty-starved eyes
There is life in Winter's graveyard.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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February 18, 2016 at 11:54 AM
LYVA, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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October 28, 2015 at 6:55 PM
wow...this is written with such depth, lyva... thanks for fixing that tech glitz and hopping by.. huggs
Hy Avatar
October 28, 2015 at 2:15 PM
Very nice! There is life in Winter's graveyard.
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