Bitterly cold wind sweeps past,
snow flakes floats down,
the finger numbing chill,
frozen feet barely moves.
“What’s that?” I exclaim!
Glitttering lights up front,
merry music drifts near.
Warmth approaches to befriend.
“Could it be…the magical land?” I gasp.
Eternity disappearing that instant,
Snow flakes turning magical under yellow glow,
I blink again, yet again.
Smiling faces surround me,
joy and hope fills the air,
shouts of delight everywhere.
Winter no longer cold,
body no longer shivers.
What I have sought for,
and I have arrived.
Finally my last chapter of 2011 – Seasons of Change – duly completed. Took me a long time, but I got there.
Earlier posts points to Spring in Hyde Park , Summer Marches In and Setting Autumn
Thanks very much to the Poetry Palace, I have received the Perfect Poet Award Week 60 – my first award in 2012!
And I would like to nominate brokenpenwriter for the next award.