Winter's Touch
Winter's touch 'pon the peach orchard
Gray limbs await spring's buds
Lavender beauties adorning
When deer passed their ruts
Winter's bare hold dark and dreary
Nature trapped within its spell
All buds captured in its lair
Joy could be quickly quelled
Then sunlight reaches through the gloom
Instantaneously gray removed
Warmth touches down to the sinew
Such a time now approved
Winter's peach orchard bare not barren
Spring will come and give birth
Time will call forth its forgotten
Come love dancing with mirth
Sponsor: Juli-Michelle
Contest: Winter Blues
This is written in a form which is a type of
Poulter's Measure
Syllables 8,6,8,6
Only the 6 rhyme..
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