Winter sunshine <br />Bring me on <br />It’s hard to define <br />What’s gone? <br />Buried under <br />The lonesome past <br />Thoughts asunder <br />Feelings so vast <br /> <br />Gone summer tone <br />The trees of green <br />Standing now alone <br />Barren and preen <br />Rise and each fall <br />From where it came from <br />Winter’s long squall <br />Darker climate strum <br /> <br />Rain in the clouds <br />Breeze in the aside <br />Raincoat waling crowds <br />Through dark slide <br />The ivory icy cast <br />Northern ashes cold <br />Many ways contrast <br />Now through unfold <br /> <br />Winter sunshine <br />Bring me on <br />Tangling and entwine <br />Through the pawn <br />Winter Sunshine <br />Brash ice embossed <br />Golden shine alpine <br />Hours of the frost <br /> <br />(This is from an unnamed musical in progress. The author does much music) .<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-sunshine/
