The wind picks up
evergreens sway
winter is near
and I am ready
The wind picks up
flows through
fields with dry corn
nature’s solitude
The wind picks up
what we see
what we don’t see
yet believe
“At the Shore” image:
http://www.reusableart.com.
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin 
I totally love this, Ellen–great image, and my fave stanza is the final one. God bless you today–love, Caddo
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Dear Caddo, Thank you. Love and blessings, Ellen
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Lovely imagery in your poem! I love how the evergreen boughs sway with the wind. We can see them through many of our windows, as we drink hot tea under wool blankets…
Cozy Blessings ~ Wendy
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Thank you Wendy, and “Cozy Blessings” back to you, Ellen
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Excellent! I love this! xoJulia
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Thank you Julia! You are so kind, Ellen
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And you, my new friend, are extremely gifted! Thank you for lighting up this drab day with some beautiful poetry! xoJulia
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Very nicely done, Ellen. I was thinking of winter’s chill, but then the warmth of the Spirit showed up. 🙂
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Thank you, Patti. I’m always grateful and interested to hear your thoughts! Ellen
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Very fine, Ellen – your words and this image on the gray field of your website!
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Thank you, Maria, for your kind words, as always! Ellen
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