Friday, February 1, 2013

A POEM FOR FEBRUARY



Afternoon in February

The day is ending,
The night is descending;
The marsh is frozen,
The river dead.
Through clouds like ashes
The red sun flashes
On village windows
That glimmer red.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

1 comment:

  1. I like the colors expressed.It really paints a kind of 'sunset'
    picture...

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