Poem: “All Winter Long”

All Winter Long

The trees are white instead of green,
And warm soft grass I have not seen
All winter long

The snows fall white, the winds blow cold,
And children skate as I am told
All winter long

In by the fire old men sit,
And by the fire women knit,
All winter long

Through corridors the loud bells ring
Saint Mary’s girls await the spring
All winter long.

Julie Haupt Serpe

Julia Serpe lived from October 4th 1920 – April 21st 1986. She became a nurse, got married and gave birth to 10 children. Julia’s poems are published with the approval of her daughter Mary Barto.