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Winter Poems


By Josie Whitehead


Tree Branch in the Snow


(A Simile Poem)

By Josie Whitehead

Little Bird
Winter - A Simile Poem

As harsh as the cold winds that whimper and moan.

As cold as the ice which turns water to stone.

    As sad as the clouds which turn blue into grey

    And as sorry to know that we have shorter days.


As crackling as flames that keep out the chill;

As loud as the winds, both strident and shrill;

    As sorry as we feel when the sun says goodbye;

    And as white as the snowflakes that dance in the sky.


As glad as we feel when spring comes again,

With its freshness, its sunshine and light gentle rain.

      So we swap winter days for the days of the spring

      With warmth in the air and the new life it brings.

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See also:  Parts of Speech


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