The frozen trees sway in the wind
the frost trickling down branches
my feathers coated in wet snow, dripping ice
my beak stays closed as my wing grazes the hard point
i try to stay warm within my blanket of white
the breeze grows stronger as i shiver against natures cold hand
I am numb
I am naked
I am alone
I hear her sweet voice
It breaks the wind in two
It covers me complete
she touches my cold wing
I feel her warm embrace
I touch her beak
I am warm
I am safe
Im loved, for the first time
we stay together
wrapped in each-others feathers
Its calm now
we feel love
for the first time
and i don't want it to end
Comments
Lee
First let me welcome you to Neo Poet. I do not find anything to suggest or correct in your poem
as I was reading it I felt so sorry for the little snow owl but you gave it a nice ending. Your poetry produced emotions in this reader nice work Look forward to reading more from you