Snow Flakes.

Snow flakes silently falling all around,
Covering in white the barren ground.
Peace for a while has come to stay,
Each tiny flake has found its way.
Found its way through icy storm,
Waiting for the sculpting form.
Of winds blowing all to piled heaps.
Snow that sunshine finally reaps,
Winter will then say adieu,
Spring will be here for me and you.

© Bernard Shaw

— Bernard Shaw, Mar 23, 2010

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Tim

16 years 2 months ago

a lovely poem finding the

a lovely poem finding the beauty in winter so beautifully. The sort of poem I would find hard to write. well done you! Tim

Bernard Shaw

16 years 2 months ago

Timbo.

Thank you Tim, sometimes just looking out of a window a poem comes to mind. Snow has always fascinated me even as a small child although I must admit I hate the cold. So pleased you liked my rendering. My best wishes Bern.

Bernard Shaw

16 years 2 months ago

Darknlovely.

Love your name, thank you for your kind comment love Bern.

Bernard Shaw

16 years 2 months ago

Darknlovely.

My love knows no bounds my Dear I love you too. Here is a poem that I wrote some years ago. STRANGERS. Some are black and some are white, Others are in between. There are red and yellow, dark and light, Many we have never seen. From all five continents they gather here, With speech as strange as can be. Their habits and customs, to us seem queer, But are they so different, to you and me. Forget for a while, hide your fears, For they to belong to the human race. Give a big smile, shed no tears, Bid them welcome to your place. Some are heathen, some religious, Others with no beliefs at all. There are the lazy and the prodigious, Some we don't like as I recall. Say it loud, say it clear, That stranger could have been me. Born in a land cherished and dear, At least I was born to be free. In other lands so far or near, These strangers were also at Home. Forced to leave by deadly fear, Outcasts this world to roam. Once more fellow man, show love and care, Let welcome be your guide. That that stranger to you, may also share, The blessing that are your pride. Perhaps you yourself in some distant land, If this my poem comes true. Will be welcomed with a love so grand, That friendships will blossom anew. © Bernard Shaw

xena465

16 years 2 months ago

You did bring beauty to

You did bring beauty to Winter Bern...beautiful writing as always and darknlovely is a lovely person too, just like you. Love both your additional poetry. Rosina xena465

Bernard Shaw

16 years 2 months ago

Annie.

A lovely poem, These few words near to the end are beautiful:- True beauty is not what pleases the eye its’s what pleases the heart. Thank you Annie. Love Bern,

weirdelf

16 years 2 months ago

Bern, you know I want to help,

and have, but thisto me is "pretty and sweet". I expect more from your, having seen your intellectual and poetic vigour. Cheers, Jess, Screw copyright, my poetry belongs to the world, no charge, property is theft. But an acknowledgment might be nice.