L Milton Hankins Poet Free verse

Though Winter Comes

In the greenhouse
Listening to the rain
Among exotic plants
Thriving on pure love
And tender care

Scent of bougainvillea
Blooming out of season
Foliage of tropicals
And rare tiny orchids
Lush from Amazon jungle

All renewing my hope
Promising springtime
though winter comes

written October 28, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger October 30, 2021 at 3:25 PM A greenhouse is such a gift whether owned or loaned. This poem proves it. L Milton Hankins October 30, 2021 at 6:42 PM Yes, it is. I have thoroughly enjoyed my friend's greenhouse and his knowledge of plants. He's quite the botanist, and the greenhouse is warm and light, which is really helpful for me.

Delice Arleen Skelly October 30, 2021 at 2:58 AM Nice image of a tropical greenhouse..Delice L Milton Hankins October 30, 2021 at 10:12 AM Thanks. It is my friend's greenhouse. He invited me up to enjoy it, hoping it might help with my SAD.

Heidi Sands October 29, 2021 at 11:49 AM I really enjoyed this beautiful poem. Well written :) L Milton Hankins October 29, 2021 at 11:51 AM Thank you, Heidi, for the sweet comment.

Kim Rodrigues October 29, 2021 at 5:14 AM Beautiful, Milton! It is raining here right now so nature emphasized your poem. :) L Milton Hankins October 29, 2021 at 9:46 AM Thanks, Kim. I was sitting in the greenhouse trying to believe it was springtime.

Tom Cunningham October 29, 2021 at 1:14 AM It's coming for sure Milton, our clocks change this weekend so dark gloomy nights and a drop in temperature lies ahead. Last few years ours have been quite mild, we're due a bad one I think. Tom L Milton Hankins October 29, 2021 at 9:47 AM Thanks, Tom. The weatherpeople here say we're going to have a repeat of last winter...ice and ice storms. In any case, we can't do much about the weather, except write about it and complain.

Jenna Logan October 28, 2021 at 10:56 PM Yes, winter comes, but don't dwell upon those cold, bitter days. Instead, imagine you can feel the warm breath of spring, hear robins singing, and see the blooms that will color your world. L Milton Hankins October 29, 2021 at 9:47 AM Thanks, Jenna. Aw, I do wish it were the easy to do! But, I'll give your suggestions a try, believe me.

Caren Krutsinger October 28, 2021 at 9:18 PM Gorgeous poem, I can picture it and it is beautiful. L Milton Hankins October 29, 2021 at 9:48 AM It was a fine afternoon among those exotic plants thriving with love and care in a special environment.

Shirley Hawkins October 28, 2021 at 5:53 PM New shoots, new beginning. Hope renewed.... Lovely Verse. L Milton Hankins October 28, 2021 at 6:28 PM Thank you so much, Shirley. I appreciate it.