With branches coated topside white with snow. <br />And blue the shadows stretched along the ground. <br />Trees adding sharpness, a wintry view on show, <br />With dazzling, flickering sunshine, such can astound <br />The observing eye, which will discern and know <br />Each picture of nature's wealth, times made renowned. <br />And on a bench in silence sat a crow, <br />Held captive by a vista, with no sound. <br />Then flapping his wings, flew off, swooping quite low, <br />Leaving behind a frozen prospect to dumfound. <br />Thus, looking here and there, and to and fro <br />Across this painted scene, a heart is surely bound. <br /> <br />© Ernestine Northover<br /><br />Ernestine Northover<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-heart-is-surely-bound/
