Winter--By Yvonne Sparkes--England

Winter

It’s Winter and the earth is bare,
Gone are the sounds of summer fairs,
Only chilly winds, and frosty panes,
Large icicles, and frozen drains
But, compensation is a-planned,
A Winter season wonderland.
When warm white blanket covers earth,
All furry creatures in their berth,
The child takes on his snowball pleasure,
To any child it’s natures treasure.
The old will think of bygone day,
when horse had drawn a handsome sleigh
The tinkling of it’s pretty bells,
Only Christmas cards now tell.
Still there lays a pretty scene,
The land is beautiful and clean,
Each plant and tree a white cap wears,
Who needs the sun and summer fairs?

Born on Feb. 27, 1940 in Barkingside, Essex, England, Yvonne Sparkes,  immigrated to New York in April, 1948 with her parents.  She now resides in Chelmsford, Essex and has two sons.  She has a book published by Cyberwit called Captured Images.  A writer for many years, Yvonne has been published in Israel, Germany, France, Australia, America, and Britain.  She has read her poetry in public at Church and Knockout Competitions. Her hobbies are travel, the arts, reading, hiking, taking her Scottish Terrier for walks, and spending time with family and friends.