Winter Bliss


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White winter adorns the snowscape,

Turning verdant lea into silver grace,

Peeping down from glass window,

She admires a few remaining tufts of leaves,

Quivering under the weight

Of falling snowflakes,

Her deft fingers knit a sweater,

Soft wool curls and takes shape,

While the kittens  play with the ball,

Under her chair in the warm hall.

By friendly blaze  in the grate,

Reflects a pink blush on her face,

Unawares, she smiles to imagine,

Two tiny  feet and tiny hands,

That are going to fill her winters,

With tender love and heavenly warmth.

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Sarita Khullar<span class="bp-verified-badge"></span>
Sarita Khullar is a retired associate professor in English from Hans Raj Mahila Mahavidyalaya, Jalandhar. She loves poetry and fiction. She also likes birds, flowers, animals, and humans.

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