Posted by: kitkat | December 21, 2007

Poetry Friday – The North Wind

The North Wind

The Snow Queen comes on dazzling feet
And brings the sparkling snows,
The clouds fly fast with icy sleet,
And the North Wind blows.

Robin is singing a brave little song,
The sweetest song he knows,
But winter nights are dark and long
And the North Wind blows.

Squirrels are sleeping in hollow tree:
Seeds are asleep below;
Baby is cosy as cosy can be;
Let the North Wind blow!

Dorothy Gradon

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