Winter’s frigid ice
On the crystal star
Reflects cold light spears.
Sharp are the angles
Of the hard and wayward heart,
Wntry like ice freeze.
Numb with cold, pain’s gone;
Freezing cold wraps around wounds,
Living held at bay.
Winter landscape shrouded;
Snow drifts drew patterns in swirls
Of winter language.
Snowfalls hid tree barks;
Starving squirrels and deer gnawed,
Digging below snow.
A pallid full moon
Silvered exposed green slivers,
Shadow conifers.
Snow layers lifted
In the wake of warm spring breeze
To bid “Goodbye Winter”!
RosyView 
And Hello Spring!Great Haiku. could put that to music.I remember when I was teaching kids to write them as part of Outdoor Ed teaching I did so many many years ago. Loved reading what the kids wrote as well.(By the way, some squirrels may be starving in the wild… but not the ones in our backyard!) Good to see you today. but sorry it was because we were both attending the service for Sue.Liz
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