Winter

   winetr


Sitting there,
I gazed out upon
the scattered trees
which had long since
lost their leaves.

I glanced over
The white roaming fields
That stretched to the horizon
And dribbled into the sunset,
leaving me.

A bronze leaf
Glided through the scene
Tossing, turning
Over the snow-covered fields,
Soaring above the trees
drifting over the horizon

Peace was all around
Happiness hugged me,
Kept me warm,
As I followed the bronze leaf
Through the fields of white,
Above the barren trees
Above the world.

by E. S., Sudbury, MA