Snow Rondeau Poems

He’ll take a walk on Christmas day
pass by the hill where children sleigh;
then pause to hear them laugh and cheer.
He can still hear them loud...

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I know a place where I can go
and make a gentle river flow.
I might imagine any view
or turn the gray skies into blue.
My thoughts can...

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How I longed for and every morn,
For a decadent slice of cake,
At beginning of every dawn,
Was hooked, my heart did often ache.

Not fussy, fairy cake...

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I feel spring's promise everywhere!
The sky presents a clear, blue show
which winter knows it will impair-
as long as it delivers snow.

Yet, it has time to...

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Sometimes I Gotta Laugh, So I Don't Cry
Am I the punch line for life’s cruel joke?
Bad luck follows me, don’t ask me why
Oh geez, I...

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My love for you with time will only grow;
A rose to bloom so beautiful and rare.
To rise as one above the earth below,
Both strengthened by...

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Lay me gently down on a cold wint’ry day,
While the fireplace sparkles and blue flames rise
A day when the sun shines not to brighten, nay
Snow...

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I well recall the old farm pond
With winter ice and fernlike frond
Where I was baptized long ago,
After they scraped a drifting snow
Across the road and...

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These two old pups are near and dear;
I’ve kept them both throughout the years.
Lyra’s brindle, still cheetah-fast;
Lemony’s best years, in the past.
The thought of losing...

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When you know what I know, you don’t change a thing.
The meadows are watered by the melting of snow.
The sun also rises, another day brings.
You’ll...

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End of summer whistles through trees,
Like skylarks floating on the breeze
Staying awhile, a month or more,
Until winds come in howling roar
Blowing sleet, snow, and bitter...

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Where willows sway in wintry woe
Sunrise shimmers on falling snow
While crimson dawn in scarlet rays
Glimmers the face of morning’s haze
As new day smiles on golden...

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In Mommy's womb a baby grows
A robin lays an egg, we know
She seems devoted to her nest
Which way do you think is the best
It was...

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Past the graveyard deep in snow
where icicles from boughs hang low
one woman at a headstone weeps
as memories in warmth she keeps,
all dressed in black like...

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A tranquil touch of kiss in air
 
The lovely tales of curly hair
 
Amid the teacups and lips grow
 
A wish of blooming in cool...

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