WINTER ME

About all things wintery....cocoa by the fire, children sledding, loving to keep one warm....

 

winter me with frosted leaves and snowmen wearing hats children sledding...pink of cheeks wet boots on doorway mats winter me with horse-drawn sleighs that jingle as they go where breath of riders fog the air while gliding through the snow winter me with kisses sweet to warm the frozen nights then whisper me with love each day and fill me with delight season me in rich displays with all that I desire and sit with me to drink a cup of cocoa by the fire

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'WINTER ME'
How delicious is this poem beginning and ending with a cup of hot chocolate by a fire. Delicious is the thoughts of boots on mats outside the door, horse drawn sleighs swishing along and the happy voices of children as they build a snowman as only children can. These things and so much more made me smile and appreciate the idea of 'Winter me.'
Beautifully done!
Kathy

[Miss Sharon]

Thanks for such a beautiful review Kathy! I appreciate you. ~Sharon

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Miss Sharon
From winter poem to summer reality and I hope yours is relaxing and lovely,
Kathy

[MoriartyMesa]

Anyone may read this and feel a nip, chill, cool wind. Than that delightful smell of sweet cocoa

[Miss Sharon]

Thanks ever so much for your kind review of this write! You are appreciated. ~Sharon

[Rew]

A nice ending. Very Practical.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you very much! ~Sharon

[Desert Knave]

This poem is SO very the essence of the Sharon I have come to know and love. Wonderful rhyme with the great phrase "winter me" as its driving force. The second verse is simply perfect. I hope you decide to post much more of your perfectly flowing poetry here. ~Jim

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you so much Jim! It is good to hear from you my dear friend. Yes, I will try to post more on this site which I am trying to get to know. ~Sharon

[Kristan A. Mohammed]

Wow I really love this piece. The rhyming scheme is simply divine. I reminds me of a very joyful time but somehow the cold atmosphere that you have orchestrated here radiates a sense of sorrow. Most poems with coldness and winter can give off that essence.

[Miss Sharon]

Thanks ever so much for your lovely comment on this write Kristan!