Another new poem by Eunice Irwin from her recently submitted collection of a dozen poems received just this week...  - poetheart 05/10/03

White frosted hill
Beckons my will
Up from the valley
In winter's calm chill

Ascend to her heights
Now the valley below
Peaceful and still
Covered with snow

At peace here am I
My world in this scene
Quaint village below
Unspoiled, serene

The snow gently falling
Caressing the ground
Lays down in the valley
Not making a sound

As darkness descends
On the hill I remain
The lights in the valley
Now twinkle again

The stars up above
Reflect their dim light
Celestial counterpart
Viewed from this height

With heaven above
My home down below
On this hill in between
I succumb in the snow

© 2001 Eunice Irwin

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