Tea and Poetry

February

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Against the sky, the white, white sky

The trees are bare and dark

But even they wear coats of snow

To blend their silhouette mark

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The standing forms are shivering

Do they enjoy such cold?

Do they remember sunny warmth

Or winter want to hold?

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Do sky and earth forget their heat

Their life and colors bright?

Or are they yearning for it now

Awaiting winter's flight

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Perhaps the winter's rest is peace

It's quite a pretty sight

And while they wait for Spring, they rest

Enjoying winter's fight

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When all is white and flowers dead

One chuckles to himself

He know that summer will return

And flowers line the shelf

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The earth says "very pretty" to

The ferny frost when seen

"But from my breast will soon unfurl

The same in brilliant green."

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The snowflake: "There is nothing like

Me seen in summer's sun

But when he comes I help to bring

A drink to everyone."

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So patience, creature, tree and earth

Enjoy the beauty well

And for the color, life and heat

We wait and of it tell

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by Olivia