
in the imagination
Someone the other day on facebook
expressed their displeasure of winter
and wanted to know,
“Where are the daffodils?”
“Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold,
Through the brown mould
Although the March breeze blew keen on her face,
Although the white snow lay in many a place.”
- Anna B. Warner
“The color of springtime is in the flowers,
the color of winter is in the imagination.”
- Terri Guillemets
Someone the other day on facebook
expressed their displeasure of winter
and wanted to know,
“Where are the daffodils?”
“Daffy-down-dilly came up in the cold,
Through the brown mould
Although the March breeze blew keen on her face,
Although the white snow lay in many a place.”
- Anna B. Warner
“The color of springtime is in the flowers,
the color of winter is in the imagination.”
- Terri Guillemets
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