I loved you in the summer,
We were so close in the fall,
But come winter,
I love you most of all.

Sitting close to you,
Holding you next to me,
My heart does titter,
As you do thrill me.

Our summer love was outside,
As we walked and played,
Holding hands as we talked,
Or waded in a stream.

Then came fall,
The leaves did go,
But our love did deeper grow,
As we watched the aspens quake.

The first snow of winter,
As at the fireplace we sat,
I looked into your eyes,
And upon the clouds floated.

But as inside we were driven,
As the snow flakes fell,
I love you more in winter,
Than any tongue can tell.

So let me hold you close to me,
Let me your body feel against mine,
For our love has deepened
As Winter rang the bell.

By Tom (tomWYO@aol.com)





Watch these pages for other poems by Tom.
In the meantime, click the links below for
poems and stories by our other authors.

And She Cried

Oh, No

The Visit

Fairy Tales For Today's Woman

Kinds Of Poets

Tiptoe Through My Mind

Ava: Gentle Shepherd

Winter Pathways

Words And Dreams

Simple Pleasures

What I Found


You Are My Love, My Life

Texas Backroads

And.......for many others, click the index image.

Graphics by Marilyn


The featured image is another photograph by Mike (Hezull@aol.com).