Cold Winter Walk, A Poem.

Cold Winter Walk

The sun is shining through the pines,

And before me, there, making lines.

Shadows long, stretch across the snow,

As in the forest, deep I go.

So soft the snow, I walk along,

The air is cold, chilling and strong.

I stop, listen, quiet does reign,

Then off I go, walking again.

It’s hard to breathe, with air so cold,

Yet walking slow is best, I’m told.

Little birds, as they chirp so free,

Are in the trees, all around me.

Then I stop, for there, without fear,

Looking at me, beautiful deer.

There’s so much joy, I look and smile,

So cold this walk, yet so worthwhile.

Β©2021 Steve McLeod.

36 Comments on “Cold Winter Walk, A Poem.

  1. Your poem brings back good memories of walking through the snow ! β˜•οΈβ˜•οΈπŸ₯‡πŸ™‚πŸ˜Ί

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    • That wasn’t recently, that was a year that was cold, not like this year, it’s so nice, easy to go walking. Thanks Simon!πŸ˜πŸšΆβ€β™‚οΈ


      • Only easier because it’s not so cold, snow is still hard to walk in though.πŸ˜³πŸ€”πŸšΆβ€β™‚οΈπŸšΆβ€β™‚οΈπŸšΆβ€β™‚οΈ


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