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Feathers in the Sky

3/19/2019

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Feathers in the Sky

Feathers in the sky
My oh my!
How do your branches reach up so high?

Feathers in the sky
I wonder why
Do you ever wish that you could fly?

Feathers in the sky
Gave a reply
We have a lot of roots, but we sure can try!

Feathers in the sky
They gave it a try
A big wind blew and I heard a sigh...

Feathers in the sky
Waved good bye
Back and forth across the sky.

Feathers in the sky
My oh my!
You have a lot of roots but you really can fly!
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© written by Christine Summerfield/March 19, 2019 
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Winter Caps

3/18/2019

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Winter Caps

As I walked out one winter's day
with my woolly cap
I saw lots of snowy ones
​Can you imagine that!

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​Annabelle's was big and round
But one was pointy too!
Warming her in winter time
​Fluffy white and new.



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The feeder where the birdies eat
wore a snowy hat
It looked a little like my own
​But did not have a strap!




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Francis too he wore a cap but it was rather small
He is quiet like the snow and stands so straight and tall.
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But my favorite one of all was atop the spiky cone
Tall and pointy like the hat of a garden gnome!

You never know the special things on a morning walk you'll find
Caps and hats of snowy white of every shape and kind.


written by Christine Summerfield/March 18, 2019 ©
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Brown and Grey

3/7/2019

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Brown and grey
Brown and grey
What does the winter garden do all day?

White and brown
White and brown
Nothing much to hear, it doesn't make a sound.

Ho and hum
Ho and hum
Grey and brown makes me feel all glum.

Then a voice said "ho!"
"Look below!
Take a little moment now and say 'hello!'"

Beside my boot
In his green suit
He said "I am the one who tends the root!"

"You might say
It's brown and grey
But just you wait til one spring day!"

"Soon the roots
Will send up shoots
And you'll see flowers in the month of May!"

Then the wee gnome
Hid behind a stone
And burrowed down below to his earthen home.

Though brown and grey
On this winter's day
The garden really DID have a lot to say!

 written by Christine Summerfield / March 7, 2019




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The Spaces in Between

3/1/2019

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The Spaces-in-Between

I never really thought about the spaces-in-between
Until the winter season came and there was no more green.

For then the leaves had fallen and the branches now were bare
And I can look between them now and something new is there!


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​That something new it is the sky
in all its shades of blue
With waving clouds that look at me
and say "how do you do!"

And then at night I look between the branches in the tree
I sit and wait a little while in and what do you think I see?

I see the stars all shining bright and twinkling in the sky
I smile at them and twinkle back with my happy eye!

"I never noticed you before when leaves were all in bloom
But now with spaces in between I even see the moon!"


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The gift of emptiness it brings a fullness to my mind
A way to look, a way to see what really lies behind.
Who knows what waits behind the trees when there is no green?
Clouds and stars and skies of blue in spaces-in-between.

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©written by Christine Summerfield/March 1, 2019
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Tiny Little Crystals

2/28/2019

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​One fristy frosty morning, I walked upon the land
Everything had turned to white, a winter wonderland!

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Tiny little crystals on every branch and twig
Standing neatly in a row on pine and cedar sprigs!


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Tiny little crystals
On every rose and thorn
Shining like a diamond bright
On this winter morn.


Tiny little crystals dressing up the seeds
Ready for the winter ball, even thistle weeds!

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Tiny little crystals on grasses brown and dry
Made me stop and take a look and give a happy sigh!

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These tiny little crystals
Felt like grains of sand
But did not last and melted when
​I held them in my hand.


​What once was dry and brittle in my garden brown
Suddenly had changed to white and wore a silver gown!
Thank you little crystals for all you had to say
​Such delight
 you gave to me on this winter's day!

© written by Christine Summerfield/Feb 28, 2019

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                                                     Pinecone

4/1/2017

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Pinecone looking up at me
You look just like a tiny tree
Small at the top, at the bottom wide
Inviting me to peek inside
Your tips they spiral round and round
Within a secret can be found!
Pinecones growing on my tree
​What a wonder you are to me!

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    ​Christine Summerfield

    Gardener, artist, writer.

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