Oh my love, how those winter winds doth blow.
Makes me yearn for those summer days again...
Summer bloom,
soaked in grey moonlit gloom...
A faltering flower;
here and there...
She wears leaves of autumn
like titian hair...
Reveling Her workmanship complete,
as we stand in awe wonder...
-Glistening mountains-
Frigid above the earths' ground...
Leaves dance through the air,
While the trees talk to each other...
© Frohmberg 2005
out in a field stretched to the limit...
Blue skies, grassy fields, wildflowers,
yellow daisies standing up tall...
Jane kya bat hai
Palko mein khab hai...
Leaves crunch under her booted feet,
As snow begins to fall upon her tongue...
With stealth and speed, she stalks her prey,
Knowing full well, a deer will fall today...