When Wild Winter Wind is at Hand



                               When Wild Winter Wind is at Hand


                         When whirling wild winter wind is at hand
                     The sweet breeze of spring won`t be far away
                            To bring our gloomy spirit to an end
                          With blossoming of flowers in its sway;
 
                         When whirling wild winter wind is at hand
                         Sparkling summer shine will be on its way
                         To greet us with splendid smiles of a friend
                               To render everyday a superb day.

                         When whirling wild winter wind is at hand
                           Let us look ahead with the light of hope
                         To sow the seeds of splendour in our land
                          And be ready with stormy gusts to cope.

                          When whirling wild winter wind is at hand
                      The spring of hope won`t be far from our land.
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De Beaulieu Avatar
January 4, 2025 at 2:59 PM
Hello Kishnanand, Some people look forward to the winter season. Yet some of us dread winter. As for me i dread winter, although i am born in winter. winter is stormy, freezing rain, and snow storms. yet it is also beautiful. blessings my friend. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
January 5, 2025 at 5:18 PM
Hello Kishnanand Your welcome. Winter is not my fav. season. Yes winter is is hardship. When it is stormy or freezing rain. it is hard to walk. it is hard to drive a car. When winter is here, it takes a long time for Spring to come come in the month of March. sometimes it snows in . April.Blessing my friend. /Darlene/
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January 5, 2025 at 6:28 AM
Thank you Darlene for visiting my page and for your thoughts on winter. In fact, for some it is also the time for reflection and meditation. I depicted winter as symbol of hardship and struggle, of despondency, with the spirit at a low ebb, to hope ahead of the spring season of rebirth and bloom and the summer shine of human growth and development. Wish you a pleasant end of the week.
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