When winter comes with ice and snow
shining bright
day or night
it makes the barren landscape glow.
Rolling streams
misty dreams.
Birds of all colors come to feed
without sound
light on ground
and scoop up all the scattered seed.
© 2014 Freeda Baker Nichols
Freeda Baker Nichols 
Cant say I am loving winter, but can say I love your poems 🙂
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Well, thank you, Ginger. I really don’t love winter’s cold, but I do like snow. It’s a bitter cold here right now.
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I do want some snow this winter…It makes it complete…Your description is beautiful!
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Beautiful photo of winter. Lovely poem — I love the line “it makes the barren landscape glow.” It really does have a magical effect.
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