Saturday, February 5, 2011

This Winter White

When the winter dark and dreary
makes me feel, oh so weary,
and my eyes get oh so blurry,
from looking at all this white!
I start to think of sunny things,
pretty flowers, birds with wings,
hiking on a sunny day
through grasses green
and fresh mown hay,
it lifts my spirits and my mind
and mentally I leave behind
this cold white cage that quells my song,
this winter white and deep and long.

~Kathie Adams Brown (2-5-11)


  1. It is a cage for us the way the Styrofoam cooler is for Budweiser! Oh, to be liberated!

  2. Thanks for making me laugh out loud Sandy! I needed that!

  3. Back to say I saw some folks on a trail in a forest in Naugatuck the other day. They were not wearing snow shoes. So I think hiking is not so remote a possibility as we might think!

  4. I am glad this does not sound as sad as I had feared. There is always hope

  5. Sandy, perhaps you and I should try together?

    Arija, do not worry about me. Expressing myself just helps me to feel better! When I feel I have a voice, then I do not feel so trapped or so helpless.


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