I would like the scene evergreen <br />In the woodlands of mine, <br />Ever glowing, ever shining bright <br />Besides the woods of pine! <br /> <br />Trees standing in the air <br />As tall as winter ghosts, <br />Branches hanging with tiny leaves <br />Trembling in the gentle frost! <br /> <br />Creepers creeping over the fence <br />With tiny blossoms that glisten, <br />And smiling red comes the sun <br />And golden turns the woodland green! <br /> <br />Red and yellow butter-flies <br />Dancing merrily on the flowers, <br />Hornets buzzing a lonely song <br />During the busy morning hours! <br /> <br />Neatly made spider webs <br />Watery in the morning dew <br />Making rainbows in the air <br />As the sun falls through! <br /> <br />The cool breeze that blows <br />And the clouds floating high <br />And the murmur I would like <br />From the streams passing by! <br /> <br />Meadows stretching dark and green <br />To the land of far beyond <br />Where does the sky get vanished <br />And stand the mountains tall and bold! <br /> <br />Birds flying high overheads <br />Singing songs in funny rows, <br />Busy working as goes the dark <br />And tender morning light shows! <br /> <br />The sunny morning breezes past - <br />Past the sorrows of the world, <br />And shows the way how to smile <br />As a champ, hale and bold! <br /> <br />I would think amid the beauty <br />Nature would bring before me: <br />What is sorrow and what is burden <br />When the winter kisses thee!<br /><br />Dr Tapan Kumar Pradhan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-time-beauty/
