The Day of Settlement
The trees were bare
Barren of their leaves
Droplets like tears
Hung from their arms
Blackened, their bark.
At their feet, snow
Soft, fresh white shimmer
A winter picture
There a wrapped figure
Walks slowly in the snow.
My door, he came to knock
Had spotted him go
Through the window
As in a dream
My heart felt no fear.
Though he looked weary
Had grown a beard
His eyes shone bright
Their crowfeet lines
Laughter filled, loving life.
Brought him by the fire
To shake the freeze
Off his hands and feet
A meal to warm his heart
His smile, my reward.
Told me many stories
Of his many travels
A key yet to unravel
Spoke to him of my dream
And we became a team.
Outside, no longer shunned
The sun melted all the snow
Revealing the green meadows
Snow bells began to bloom
Ringing in the Spring season.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 07.17.10
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