Saturday, February 5, 2011

In winter's cold and sparkling snow


In winter's cold and sparkling snow,
The garden in my mind does grow.
I look outside to blinding white,
And see my tulips blooming bright.
And over there a sweet carnation,
Softly scents my imagination.

On this cold and freezing day,
The Russian sage does gently sway,
And miniature roses perfume the air,
I can see them blooming there.
Though days are short, my vision's clear.
And through the snow, the buds appear.

In my mind, clematis climbs,
And morning glories do entwine.
Woodland phlox and scarlet pinks,
Replace the frost, if I just blink.
My inner eye sees past the snow.
And in my mind, my garden grows.

Cheryl Magic-Lady, Winter Garden

1 comment:

Cynthia Adams said...

Excuse me but that is actually MY poem. First published in Birds and Blooms Magazine Dec/Jan 2003 - Cynthia Adams. I don't mind your posting it on your site, but please attribute it correctly to me. Thank you. Cynthia Adams

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