The Peasants In Winter

Little peasants gather fuel. They stock their homes and gather goods For they are getting ready for winter's rule. For so in the deep woods, Winter can be cruel. There is snow, cold, and ice that doesn't melt. The village is swallowed up by the reign of the frost. Bitter and brutal elements will be felt. The warmth will then liberate what was taken and lost. The peasants will rejoice as they outlast what the winter dealt. Year after year, Poor peasants endure this savage test. The worst of the elements will test their fear. Then the earth revolves bringing warm comfort and rest. Now the righteous spirits can rest here. 12/3/20 Quintain-Sicilian Poetry Contest Emile Pinet