I Promise...

King Winter is leaving..his days are numbered..this is what he said to me today..whilst packing his icicles...

-Promise me you'll never forget me because if I thought you would I'd never leave. (~A.A. Milne)

-I promise ..I promise...and I'll wave you farewell..until we meet again dear winter..until we meet again..

Art`Gustav Seitz.


Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Goede morgen mijn lieve zuster! Oh, perhaps King Winter will be loyal to his promises out your way. He stays a little longer in our neck of the woods, up until May, but that does not dampen my spirits! White and fluffy, cold and bleak, I HAVE SPRING IN MY HEART, for I know that you will prepare springtime for me and it will be beautiful....missing you, Nita

Mapi said...

King Winter is geloof ik toch wel wat verdrietig.
Hij huilt dikke sneeuwvokken op het moment en ik moet nog weg.
Wel romantisch om door de sneeuw naar het ballet à la Russe te zweven..... oh nee, te rijden.
Tot morgen lieve Dutchess.
I will dance the night away .....


Angelsdoor * Penny said...