A Song for Winter.

Sleep garden sleep
Under your duvet of leaves,
Winter is a short season,
Wink twice and it is done.

In February the snowdrops
Welcome the frost white sun.

Sleep garden sleep
Under your duvet of leaves,
Dreams only last a short while,
They drift like smoke on the wind.

February is the lunar month,
No sooner born than gone.

Sleep garden sleep
Under your duvet of leaves.
The shortest day flicks by in a trice,
A glimmer of light through a blind.

December and old January
Plod by in one single night.

Winter dreams are flickering shadows
That deliquesce in February light.


Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
October 29th. 2015.