Steve`s Country
For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
Winter Houses. A Poem.
WINTER HOUSES
Winter houses, all in a row,
Silent they sit, covered with snow.
Smoke from chimneys, curling so high,
A charming scene, which makes me sigh
With such delight, I stay a while
To gaze upon this sight, and smile.
Little children, sliding they go,
Having such fun, play in the snow.
Snowflakes do fall, lazy they swirl,
Slowly they dance, sudden they twirl.
So big are they, as each does land,
Gently they fall, upon each hand.
Full of wonder, this snowy sight,
Then goes to sleep, with coming night.
©2023 Steve McLeod.
Lovely poem, Steve. I felt like I was there enjoying the scene. 😺☃️❄️☕☕
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Thank you for those kind and encouraging words Eugenia!😊😺📷☕☕❄️❄️
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You’re most welcome, Steve.😻☕☕
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Loving all the snowy pictures! Just wish we had some of the miracle!🤠
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For us it’s a miracle when we don’t have it!😀😺❄️❄️
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Lovely poem to read for my kids😻😍🥰 nice one…. Have a lovely Sunday to u and muffin ❤️
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Thank you Simon! Glad you enjoyed it. It was a nice Sunday, I think I’m finally over the flu now and I’m thankful for that. Have a good week Simon!😀😻❄️❄️🎄
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Thank god. Take good care uncle Steve🥰💕
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Beautiful ! I can picture it all. 🙂
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Thank you so much! Enjoy your weekend!😊😺🎄
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