Thursday, January 07, 2021

winter

The small wind wispers thro the leafless hedge

Most sharp and chill while the light snowy flakes
Rests on each twig and spike of witherd sedge
Resembling scattered feathers, vainly breaks
The pale split sunbeam thro the frowning cloud
On winters frowns below, from day to day
Unmelted still he spreads his hoary shroud
In dithering pride on the pale travellers way

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