With malignancy gleaming in the eyes
Roared a proud and dreadful winter, “O gleeful earth!
To smile facing a calamity is but very unwise
Tremble in fear for I shall drink away all your mirth!”

And so it happened as he declared
All the plants were winter-dead
Stepping out of the house in the snowstorm
Was a feat of daring, no one dared.

Smashing and throttling all life-forms that came in the way
Smirked cruelly the freezing winds white.
All bent down before the unmitigated might of winter
But a barren plant laden with red berries defied.

© The Flowers of Art

 

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