Winter Cottage


When the air is gray with cold

And the ground the snows enfold

One stone cottage there resides

And within a treasure hides.

Though outside the grass has browned

And the wind’s the only sound

There within its walls contains

Colors left from summer rains.

Safe inside the warmth within

Petals soft their colors spin

Orchids, dahlias, lilies keep

During winter’s harshest sleep

Vines of green and crown of thorns

Blossoms’ tiny ivory horns

Kept in safety till the spring

Bells of sun and new life ring.

(photo taken on the grounds of a CT estate)


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