Friday, December 22, 2006


I like days
with a snow-white collar,
and nights when the moon
is a silver dollar,
and hills are filled
with eiderdown stuffing
and your breath makes smoke
like an engine puffing.

I like days
when feathers are snowing,
and all the caves
have petticoats showing,
and the air is cold,
and the wires are humming,
but you feel all warm...
with Christmas coming!
Aileen Fisher

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3 Comments:

Blogger Sheila said...

Great poem Vicci...winter in a nutshell!

6:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

And I like this wonderful poem and the frosted-sweet little girl in the picture. Two very nice wintry images: one visual; one verbal!

6:43 PM  
Blogger Kim Carney said...

ME TOO ;)

1:21 AM  

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