Poem of the Month

January Morn

“Bare branches of each tree

on this chilly January morn

look so cold so forlorn.

Gray skies dip ever so low

left from yesterday’s 

dusting of snow.

Yet in the heart of each tree

waiting for each who wait

to see new life as warm sun

and breeze will blow,

like magic, unlock springs

sap to flow, buds, new leaves,

then blooms will grow.”

 

By: Nelda Hartmann

Weather in Texas has always been unpredictable as it could be sunny and warm one day and the next day it’s cloudy and cold. So maybe we will get snow again but it will all come later. As the new semester starts Spring sports are now starting their practices and getting ready for track meets, basketball games, tennis matches, soccer games, and softball and baseball games.

 

Sincerely,

The Passionate Poet

 

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