Children awaken me in the early light;
'Winter is coming' they shout in unison
'The leaves have danced off the limbs and the the trees are going to sleep, Mama.' says one.
'Winter is coming' claps two and three as they parade around on my bed
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Such a lively poem. The voices of the children (and the mom) ring true. The control of line and imagery are wonderful. Thanks for sharing this.