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Awakening
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By Gynith Roberts
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Awakening

 

The Season of Harvest has passed
Flowers sleep in their beds below the earth
The storehouse is full
Trees have lost their colorful Autumn gowns
And now stand naked in the cold sunlight.

Wisps of smoke rise from chimneys
And the smell of burning wood
Permeates the air
The icy fingers of Jack Frost
Paint materpieces on windowpanes.

A thin layer of ice covers the pond
The ringing whack of the woodcutters axe
Reverberates through the lucid silence
Of the dark, dismal forest.

Silently the snow falls
Covering a barren land
With a soft, warm blanket of white.

The beckoning arms of winter
Slowly clasp us to its breast
Awakening the Grandfather
Of the equinox.

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Submitted: Tuesday, November 11, 2003

Last Updated: Thursday, October 4, 2007

About the Poet
I still have 4 grandsons and love to write. Although it hasn't been easy (nothing worth while ever is), on June 1 Floyd and I will celebrate our 57th wedding anniversary.

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