WINTER

By Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Two trees swayed in the winter wind; and dreamed

The snowflakes falling about them were bees

Singing among the leaves. And they were glad,

Knowing the dream would soon come true.

Beside the hearth an aged couple rocked,

And dozed; and dreamed the friends long passed from sight

Were with them once again. They woke and smiled,

Knowing the dream would soon come true.