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Poem of the Month


He Knows No Winter- Sudie Stuart Hager

 

He knows no winter, he who loves the soil,
For, stormy days, when he is free from toil,
He plans his summer blooms, selects his seeds
From bright-paged catalogues for garden needs.
When looking out upon frost-silvered lawns,
He visualizes autumn's golden dawns;
He sees in snow and sleet and icy showers
Precious moisture for his early flowers;
He hears spring-heralds in the storm's ' turmoil
He knows no winter, he who loves the soil. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                       

 


 

I will be putting up a favourite poem, once a month, on this page.

This is my selection for March