I Miss

Took a bit of inspiration from someone who commented on previous writing for this one :)

Bitter cold outside my window,
Here inside this room is warm though.
No frosty chill to chase away,
lets me sit and dream of warmer days.

Snow out there all on the ground,
a silence stretches all around.
Here behind these walls of mine,
music plays if only in my mind.

I miss the warmer summer days,
and the songs the birds all chirped and sang.
They'll be back soon and then I know,
I'll be saying how I miss the snow.

Reviews

[myself]

Many times people use rhyme excessively, but this is not the case. I've been going through poems and stories here for more than an hour now and this is the first one that I really enjoyed. It's beautifully put. I like it how there's a whole bunch of feelings and thoughts wonderfully described in such a short poem. This is really, really good. Well done, Victoria Mae! :)

[Chris]

life passes in the silence...and takes the seasons and the starlight...

[Matching Socks]

How true it is, we complain it's too cold, then complain it's too hot.
I'm lucky to experience each of the seasons where I live. Really enjoyed your poem. :)

[Gee]

Please,sorry,I apologise for my rudeness.

[Gee]

Nice Victoria,like this one,wishing for what has gone or is to come.If you get a mo' have a butchers at my page and let me know what you think.Take care.

[Eagergreen]

I really like this poem it reminds me of the more delicate side of life

[Victoria Mae]

Thank you :)