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written 14 : 1 : 2013.

The wintry weather has returned once more - to 
Cover - like a blanket - the cold and barren floor 
With white - like feathers falling gently to the frozen ground
Sparkling - in the hazy morning sun - with pristine beauty
Like a million diamonds scattered round - and yet -
Standing majestic as a Sovereign - braced - and gracious 
In the frosty glare - my Willow bows - as if in modesty  -
Against the bitter - winter air - as one - who wonders - is 
There aught to notice her -  or - is there any who would 
Even care ?
But - this I do - as from this place of writing I can see -
The graceful boughs cascading down - to greet the earth 
As if that too is -  whispering of the coming birth - when - 
Once again in softest green adorned - she will be clad  - in
Splendid robes - that cheer the heart - and make the see-er glad.
But - what is this I see ? Like ribbons interlaced and darting through
The tree - the birds have come to play at ' tag ' - as they flit 
And fly  - amongst the branches bare - which hang like 
Silver tresses of a maiden's hair .
I laugh to watch them play at ' Can't catch me '  among the 
Branches of my Willow tree.
'Tis true - there is a time - when thoughts of her are not 
Sublime - when she has scattered myriads of leaves upon 
My path - that must be cleared -  but - for the most -
That is a minor price to pay - for all the joy and beauty
That she gives - as great reward - to me -
Each day.

Know this ...

He has made everything beautiful - in its time ..

God bless you .

Stella x


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