Winter dies into the spring, to be born again in the autumn.
~Marche Blumenberg
Winter came down to our home one night
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again.
~Bill Morgan, Jr.
Quietly pirouetting in on silvery-toed slippers of snow,
And we, we were children once again.
~Bill Morgan, Jr.
Of winter's lifeless world each tree
Now seems a perfect part;
Yet each one holds summer's secret
Deep down within its heart.
~Charles G. Stater
Now seems a perfect part;
Yet each one holds summer's secret
Deep down within its heart.
~Charles G. Stater