beautiful in snow
If love is a tree
It is a tree in winter.
No lush romantic blur of green
To hide behind.
When spring gales blow
The branch will break.
The lightness of the naked winter bough
Springs back in gusty January days.
Nothing is hidden
From the heart or eye
As we stand firm against the chill.
Beautiful in snow.
Francine
Thu 20th Oct 2011 17:28
You combine the elements of love and winter exquisitely in this!
Definitely one of my favourite of yours : )