The forest is quiet
somber in his winter attire
a small chipmunk
crosses the snow
leaving small tracks behind
The forest goes on waiting
sivering almost hoping
for the weak ray of sun
that would pierce the snow
and give him life
The branches of the tree shake
quietly;
their moans are unheard
by the passerby who solemnly stares
at the naked arms
underneath the snow
a daisy grows
the little plant
evergreen,
waits for the ray of sun
and then it comes
as the sun travels by
caressing them
like a mother would
And the snow trembles fearful of their end
But ohh do not fear snow
it's barely december
you have a long way to go
A child hitting her mittens
at her sides, hoping for warmth
runs around the forest
collecting snow
and little trinkets that no longer grow
And then the forest is quiet
in his somber attire
waiting for a ray of sun..... |
Submission Name: Winter melody
