Thursday, November 20, 2008

Snow On Branches



When I'm feeling cold and bare,

She's like snow on branches--

She covers me in soft protection,

Turning what was stark, pretty

Every time I hold out my arms.

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14 comments:

Gillian said...

In my case, we'll just change She to He and we'll be all set. Lovely words again, Shay. You have a romantic heart!
xo

Jannie said...

And is spring is she the budding leaves on them?

Fireblossom said...

Hi Gillian! Consider the change made. *smiles* Yep,romantic me,that's the rumour anyway.

Time will tell, Jannie. ;-)

Anonymous said...

With such ease you grasp the roots of what we all long for, security in the arms of someone who loves us.

Kelly Dickson said...

oh your such a sap ;-) not full of tuff lub like me... tee hee...

Shrinky said...

You really are an incurable romantic. Such beautiful imagery. (Smile)

Art and Poetry said...

Nice one!

Anonymous said...

Shay ~
I thought I had commented on this.
This is truly beautiful and romantic.
Lovely ~

Fireblossom said...

Yep, Grace, without that, the rest loses its luster, doesn't it? Always nice to see you here, sweety. :-)

You're full of SOMEthing K! LOL. So I'm a sappy tigah, so wut? ;-)

Mhm, Shrinky, I am. And that ain't all that ails me!

Thanks, Arts & P, I ws just thinking about you. It's nice to see you!

Thank you, Tracey. And thank you for always being such a wonderful supporter of Word Garden!

Vodka Mom said...

it clings
fleeting
cold and white
for a moment
beauty

Cynthia said...

A beauty this.

Mama Zen said...

Lovely and romantic!

Fireblossom said...

Thanks, VM, Cynthia and Mama Zen!

Lil Bit said...

Awwww, schweet! -- Nice to have someone like that.