Winter spreads snowy white arms
Encircling her lover
covered in pearls.
Her tight embrace cold and white,
Chilled.
Like champagne shared
On the eve of a New Year.
By Dee Nash
Winter spreads snowy white arms
Encircling her lover
covered in pearls.
Her tight embrace cold and white,
Chilled.
Like champagne shared
On the eve of a New Year.
By Dee Nash
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What a soothing photo/
May the new year bloom joy for you every chance it has!
I thought it looked very peaceful. Thanks.~~Dee
Annie, you get roses in December. Forget the cold . . . I’ll take that!!!
Mary Ann, you’re too kind.
Corey, I’m not much of a poet, but I did my best.
MMD, you crack me up!
Park Wife, Carolyn, Carol (May Dreams) and Mary, thank you all for visiting and saying such nice things. I appreciate it.
That was lovely, Dee – almost [but not quite!] makes me wish we had a snowy scene outside the breakfast room window.
I’ve been gone for a couple of weeks and am still roaming the garden blogosphere, trying to catch up with all the wonderful posts – loved your ruminations on ice and snow, and sure agree on the Bradford pears having a brittle quality as they age. So many trees get onto the recommended lists for awhile and then are widely planted- like this pear, the Arizona Ash and the Chinese Pistache. By the time the problems become evident and the recommendation is withdrawn, the poor homeowner has a fairly large tree that will cost money no matter what he/she does.
It was fun to read your Christmas customs, too – we also have an Advent wreath and after decades of real trees from a tree farm in Illinois, also chose an artificial one here – increasing allergies made that decision easy.
It’s been fun reading your posts – may 2008 be a good year for you and yours,
Annie at the Transplantable Rose
loved it!
What a clever poem, the words fit perfectly with your crystal clear photo!
Lovely!
Happy New Year! I like the poem & the photo. I especially liked the line about the champagne. My philosphy is, however, drink it on New Year’s Eve & New Year’s Day. (And Valentine’s Day, and Groundhog Day, and the first day of Spring….)
Happy New Year!
Lovely picture and verse!
Wonderful musing for the New Year. Thanks for your contribution.
Dee, Happy New Year to you, too. That’s a beautiful picture and verse.
Carol, May Dreams Gardens
Happy New Year!