How Can I Be Sad

When Mother Nature smiles at me
And lays fresh linen on each tree
Hiding earths infirmities
How can I be sad

When tree limbs in new cloaks of snow
Where only hints of tree trunks show
Bright morning sun sets them aglow
How can I be sad

When country lanes entreat the eyes
Meander neath cerulean skies
The sense of moment it implies
How can I be sad

When heavy weighs the winters hold
To watch this pristine sight unfold
The gift of beauty to behold
How can I be sad


About oldmainer

I am retired and live in southern Maine with my wife and two dogs. I started Oldmainer as an outlet for my occasional opinions and random observations, with some poetry thrown in. I welcome anyone that wants to kick back and join me here on the porch, exploring all the gifts we have been given and the memories collected. Thanks for stopping by.
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3 Responses to How Can I Be Sad

  1. This is very nice Bob!


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