The Snow Ball
By well-wisher
Wed, 07 Dec 2011
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When Autumn leaves of burnt sienna
slowly spiral down from the trees;
I hear the music of Vienna
gaily dancing upon the breeze.
Then lace snow flakes fall down all round
as pretty planets whirl and waltz
and weave the world a snow ball gown
all trimmed with tinselled Christmas schmaltz.
And then, as the dance advances
and the world is slowly warming
as in all the best romances
Spring and Summer bring Prince Charming.
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The was a nice poem for the
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
The was a nice poem for the changing seasons JoHn,
I very much enjoyed reading.
Jenny.
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A really lovely poem, 'Then
A really lovely poem,
'Then lace snow flakes fall down all round
as pretty planets whirl and waltz
and weave the world a snow ball gown'
beautiful imagery.
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