Those glimmering feathers
Of pink and white
Sailing in happiness over the sky
Like a ray of hope
In spite of the drooping day
Is how they frame an effigy!
They share an invisible bond
The wind so lazy
And the sky so vibrant
The sun which peeps in and out
Round the day and around the restless clock
But promises to be up
As soon as the next morning folds in
Reflecting over the freshly fallen morning dew
Is the tale of those happy, merry flowers
In pink and white
Before the sabotaging winter
withers them down
They remain the charming feathers
Of pink and white……..