I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.
'We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,'
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
-Oliver Herford
Welcome to the Tuesday Platform, the weekly open stage for sharing poems in the Imaginary Garden. Please link up a poem, old or new, and spend some time this week visiting the offerings of our fellow writers.
Remember to stop by tomorrow for our Toad Chat feature post. Annell and Vivian have banded together to bring us a wonderful conversation to celebrate the creativity of our garden environment.