If I were to paint the world today
The trees and sky would be waves of grey
The chickadees, the twigs, and snow
In dabs of dullness lacking glow
For the sun has been shut out.
Today we’ve been given a day of gloom
Where we huddle together in the warmest room
We tell stories and brew pots of tea
We take a rest and watch to see
The snows keep falling down.
But the gloom’s not enough to keep at bay
The call of Snow to come out and play
Snowballs get rolled and packed to throw
From behind a wall that begins to grow
And we let out shrieks and a shout.
A snowman is built and armed with a broom
A carrot for a nose and a hat with a plume
Then Angels rise from where comfortably
They’ve stretched their wings while singing softly
And their radiance shines like a crown.
Love this poem Rose.. 🙂 and loved the painting xx Have a blessed Week xx
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And the poem is sooooo beautiful too. Did not get it earlier on with the picture. It’s truly lovely.
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This is so beautiful.. Did you paint this?
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Thank you, yes I did, this morning.
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