Poem of the weekWinter's Presence
TREES, stark memorials of summer days-
Looking at them gives courage to carry on,
For if they will not let nature’s harsher elements
destroy them, can we give in to lesser things?
Snowflakes lightly silently
Fluttering down covering
hill and dale with robes
of crystal lace bringing warmth.
Birdsong hushed, faithful
Robin never far away,
His flame of song even now
Gives hope to each new day.
Meryl Tookaram