Winter Quintain
Across the Heath the chill'ed land’s in sleep
The Bushes hunched, the bare trees holding still
In cyclic pattern: seasons’ lives bespeak
Not grip of death but life's farseeing will
That shall revive and Nature’s wish fulfil
26 December 2021
Bite Size Poem #31 Poetry Contest
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