Soft winter has not tested us as yet;
\nThe snow that lies in leaden lumps stays mute:
\nDays oscillate from dry to cold and wet;
\nAnd snowbirds\u2019 needs from vague to strictly moot.<\/p>\n
In pastels: pink and aqua, orange and yellow
\nBy warm canals the condos stand ornate
\nWhere northerners conduct themselves like pharaoh
\nAnd over cocktails glitter, silky, late.<\/p>\n
Yet I, who stay with snow and freezing rain
\nAnd fight each drafty crevice winter long
\nAnd shake with chill and moan with frostbite\u2019s pain
\nCan still the urge to sing the traveller\u2019s song;<\/p>\n
For in my memory sweet the river sings
\nAnd summer greens and sandals make me king.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Soft winter has not tested us as yet; The snow that lies in leaden lumps stays mute: Days oscillate from dry to cold and wet; And snowbirds\u2019 needs from vague to strictly moot. In pastels: pink and aqua, orange and … Continue reading