Winter Wind the Boy From Colorado
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Winter Wind The Boy from Colorado
By David J Walker
Cold
Dry
Grey
The winter winds
Select the day
To rush the trees
And brush the field
Where cotton corn and wheat
Would yield
It’s fruit before the
Harvest moon
Then fades in
Autumns afternoon
Such comes
Of Winter Winds
On Open Plains
Grey and cold
With nothing to hold
The Northern blast of
Harsh refrains
Forcing all to seek
Even the most humble walls
And hide inside
From relentless winds
Until the Spring
Its spell rescinds
I’ve yet to see
An artist play
With colors from
That winters day
But I was the boy
From Colorado
Who knew winters smile
And the kiss of snow
And the hearth
With amber afterglow
Gentle heavy flakes
That grow
On limbs of spruce
And Fur
And Pinion Pines
And bow to earth
In graceful lines
With layers deep
In heavens dust
White
Pure
Silent
Snow boots
Tramp the snowy trail
Where hearty
Boys and girls prevail
With sleds on hills
And snow forts white
Attacks the foe
In Snowball fights
The laughter rings
Within our ears
And echo’s in
Our later years
And visions of
White-capped
Mountains creep
Into our dreams
In aging sleep
Snowmen and
Snow Angels
Welcome home
Our memories
That glow in smiles
And take away
Our daily trials
As sentinels they stand
As guards
On playgrounds
Parks
And Snowy yards
The early dusk
On winters day
Invites us in
And bids us stay
By the glow of
Flames
The scent of pine
The warmth of home
In early times
Now the wind
Grows colder
On the Plains
As each winter
Enters
Once again
With memories
That still remain
Of the
Boy from
Colorado
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2021
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