Glint Of Spring? Comments

Autumn leaves are falling, winters days are calling the Indian summer could not last, it felt the chill of winters blast dark cold nights with frosty sheen longing for a leaf of green

This is so clever and endearing. I think even late summertime already supposed itself to be Fall! (smile)

i stopped and smiled.. the winter thinks itself spring.. i love.

A glint of spring at the start of winter...just lovely to even think about...nice poem indeed Fay

Fay, this is a nice piece, and a pleasure to read.Thanks for sharing, my dear Hugs, Meggie