I only want
myself to be
as silent as
a winter tree.
to hear the swirling
stillness grow,
when all the world
is full of snow.
From When All The World is Full of Snow by N.M. Bodecker in Treasury of children’s poetry (1998)
Étiquette : winter
Somebody bring the light
Dying! Dying in the night!
Won’t somebody bring the light
So I can see which way to go
Into the everlasting snow?
From Dying! Dying in the night!, Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
In winter with warm tears I’ll melt the snow
Shakespeare
And keep eternal spring-time on thy face.
Still the dark forest
Reindeer are coming to drive you away,
Over the snow on an ebony sleigh,
Over the mountain and over the sea
You shall go happy, and handsome and free.
That’s the season to be young
Smooth and clean and frosty white,
The world looks good enough to bite.
That’s the season to be young,
Catching snowflakes on your tongue !
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