Winter, Oh my Winter

Winter, oh my winter,

Would earthlings revel in your cool fresh exhale,

if not for summer's hot air stifling and stale?

Would fields feel quenched by your bountiful snows,

if summer never came and scorched wind blown meadows?

Would lovers delight to cozy next to warm fires,

if July's heat decided not to expire?

Would busy-bodies be glad to hunker down for winter's nest,

if not for warm season's delirious dash, often too much?

Summer, oh my summer,

Would I dream of the warmth during your season,

if never had I suffered from wintry fingers frozen?

Would souls grasp the brilliance of your golden vibe,

if never were they dimmed under December’s gray sky?

Would artists applaud May, June, July’s forests aplenty,

if not for the cold season’s bare branches unending?

Would gardeners yearn for your glorious green groves,

without ever seeing them covered by blankets of snows?

Nightfall, oh my nightfall,

Would owls encounter twinkling under your starry show,

if daylight got stingy and never let go?

Would deer dally beneath your nocturnal light,

if never had they escaped perils during daytime’s fright?

Would natives sleep soundly under your soft moonbeams,

if the shimmers were cast over by endless sun streams?

Would crawly creatures frolic under your cool blackness,

if perpetual sunlight kept them from rest?

Daytime, oh my daytime,

Would birds chirp in celebration of your break of dawn,

if nocturnal night let the sun shine on and on?

Would flower petals unfold under your sunlit sky

if they weren't able to rest by the dim moonlight?

Would souls know how much your warmth feels merry,

if cold night never showed up to the contrary?

Would seekers worship your sun and scurry off to beaches,

if seashores skipped the cycles of nighttime sieges?


Lover, oh my lover,

Could I have known my deepest love for you more,

if your soul hadn't went home through heaven’s door?

Would our memories often carry my thoughts away,

if it had been His will for you to stay another day?

Would I cherish our years to this degree,

if you were still here to say more to me?

Could the cliché "absence makes the heart grow fonder",

now, possibly be any more profounder?

Dedicated to our Joseph joyfully watching over us from above . . .

Tracks In White Snow: Where do they go?
Tracks In White Snow: Where do they go?

A children's photo storybook verse by fossillady, aka Kathi L. Mirto


© 2011 Kathi

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epigramman 6 years ago

...this is as fine as a regal piece of poetry that I am liable to ever read here at the HUB - in fact I think they should nominate WINTER, OH MY WINTER with the top book shelve award where all of the really classic poems can be found. You have said a lot here - and it's not just about the changing seasons but also about people and their lives and just life itself - truly epic and majestic in every sense of the poetic word - you are my teacher!!!!!

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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Epigramman, you're the best. Your encouragement means a lot to me. I'm so glad the hubpages allowed me to meet you! God bless you!

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kathryn1000 6 years ago from London

A very beautiful poem to read on a winter morning.Thank you.

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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Stay warm today Kathryn and huddle by the fire, thanks for stopping by!

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kathryn1000 6 years ago from London

I am huddled by the fire now!

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always exploring 6 years ago from Southern Illinois

How very beautiful this is. The seasons,each has it's own special place in our hearts.I must say that my favorite is summer.'Lover' hit a cord. thank you.


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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Thank you my friend, I know exactly what you mean!

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epigramman 6 years ago

....I would like to see you do some more creative writing - because you're a natural force of poetic wonder!!!!

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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Actually, you have inspired me so much that I had a poem in mind entitled "Epigramman". Would you mind, if when I finished it that I posted it or would that be too forward of me?

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epigramman 6 years ago

...that would be a great honor indeed - especially coming from someone as special as you!!!!

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richtwf 6 years ago

To appreciate is something most of us can quite easily forget. To have a contrast makes us more aware of what we should appreciate. Life is all about opposites and if it wasn't like that then we wouldn't be able to discern and appreciate difference and diversity. Everything in life has both its sunny and cloudy sides and they complement each other.

I love your thoughts on summer and winter. I love summer more than winter but in winter it makes me appreciate more the basic things in life - like the shelter and warmth of indoors and warming food and drinks!

Thanks for sharing these wonderful thoughts and God bless.

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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

You pretty much nailed it Rich; Say if hot was all there was we wouldn't have a concept of its hotness without cold? Thanks for stopping by and leaving me fan mail! I've been enjoying your lovely poetry! Best of Luck to you in the coming year!

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

Very pretty! The picture at the top really sets the mood befort we read a word. Beautiful!

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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Thanks for the nice compliment! I hope you get through the winter months with a smile even though you can't ride your bike, if indeed that is the case!

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A.A. Zavala 6 years ago from Texas

I've always loved winter time, even when those around me hated it. Finally, a kindred spirit. Thank you for sharing.

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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

So nice to meet a kindred spirit! Bless You!

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prasetio30 6 years ago from malang-indonesia

This is so great, my friend. Maybe I can't sleep tonight to remember this. Winter is always beautiful. You made my day so colorful after reading your poem. You are marvelous writer. I am a private teacher of kindergarten and elementary. I read from your profile that you are a former teacher of elementary school. My mother is a teacher of elementary school too. You can see about her on my hub about "the most beautiful princess in the world". I am glad to know you here. I send my beautiful smile special for you. Cheers...


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Fossillady 6 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Thank you pasetio, I look forward to reading your hub about your mother. What an honor for your to have a son who shows such love and appreciation! You put a smile on my face, again!

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carrie450 5 years ago from Winnipeg, Canada

A very beautiful poem of winter Fossillady. Well written.

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Fossillady 5 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Thank you Carrie, bless you

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Max Havlick 3 years ago from Villa Park, Illinois

Hello there, Saugatuck.

To ask what "fossil" means I can't resist.

It sounds as if pa-LE-on-TO-lo-GIST,

except you write romantic nature poetry

and have a happy smiling face for all to see,

while blessing everyone and everything in sight!

I thought I'd check you out, if that's all right,

because you read and noticed poetry I wrote

responding to another hubber's artichoke.

This first perusal of your skillful writing

convinces me to read you more before deciding,

but anyone can see that you are young and agile,

which by comparison makes me, not you, the fossil.

Take care.

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Fossillady 3 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Hi Max, so nice to meet you! You're poetic response is awesome and I feel an obligation

to provide and explanation

as to why I call myself Fossillady

when photography and poetry I portray

So here goes

I'm also fascinated with rock remains

And began this hub venture to tell in English plain

about Earth's earlier years 400 mya

to broaden the big picture of living today

I should probably let you know that the photo of me with hubby and baby was taken in 1986. So if you be the fossil, so do I! Hugs, Kathi

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ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

Hub hopping and stumbled upon this gem of a poem. It is rare when one can write a poem and capture all of the seasons of life. So beautifully, poetically and photographically portrayed.

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Fossillady 3 years ago from Saugatuck Michigan Author

Oh thank you Kim . . . so kind of you! Kathi ♥

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