Beneath this oak with branches strong
Where birds once filled each morn with song,
Through winter spring and summer fall
Their graceful tunes did softly call,
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An acorn lies within the snow- you have woven a bitter sweet poem using seasons of life and heart. a lovely, moving poem.very touching 10
If I ever have to wonder Why i enjoy poetry so much.it will be as a reminder to me, it is because of poetry such as yours Love duncan x
All I can say is WOW! ! ! ! ! I shall continue to read your poems in due course. This has been a pleasure for me. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
I envy you your capacity to use the traditional form to express your ideas and share your feelings. Your poignant title is worth repeating and you do so in the body of the work with great skill and effectiveness. Some bitter/sweet images too. All in all, an enchanting read. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Hi Andrew! ! Your poetry never ceases to amaze, always a pleasure to read thank you! ! Best regards Friend Thad *10*! ! ! !
Andrew, this poem is absolutly beautifull, what a wonderful comparison to death, AN ACORN LIES WITHIN THE SNOW, it is fabulous... Your choice of words are fantastic, ironiclly as it seems, I too associate the four seasons with life/death, and so did my father........ Wonderfull A 10! ! Bonnie Collins
A very moving piece Andy, you have excelled here, well done my friend, 10 Lynda xx