Their branches, bare only days ago, hang low with crystallized ice; reflecting sunlight like many tiny jewels. Ordinary trees stand proud in majestic beauty; crowned kings, by God, on this winterís morn.
†Have you ever noticed That the words... "Goodbye" "I'm sorry" "I love you" Are so easy to pronounce ...Yet so hard to say ~Javan
[This message has been edited by hoot_owl_rn (edited 02-15-2000).]
Im guessing you must live in the northeast from the look`s of the poem...the weather and all I mean. This is another nice writing Hoot and I like the way you were able to write your word`s into the shape of a tree Thank`s again for sharing Hoot.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life. And the begining of a new one.
Glen Hope, PA USA
This was l;ovely, Hoot. A couple weeks ago we had an authors festival and our visiting author was Joan Bransfield Graham who writes children'a poetry. Her first book, SPLISH SPLASH, is about the different shapes of water and each poem is in that shape, ice cubes, popsicles, rivers, waterfalls, etc. Your poem reminded me of hers..great job!