Poem – At the Gazebo in Winter (By Danny P. Barbare)

At the Gazebo in Winter

Under the gazebo, a shade of
gray
I can hear and see the lake
lapping, just beyond the
pines.
Unlike winter, the empty
campsites and hardwood
trees
I have my art called poetry.

 

Author Bio:
Danny P. Barbare resides in the Southern U.S. in the Upstate of the Carolinas. He has been writing poetry on and off for 33 years. He has several books available on amazon.com: Being a Janitor and Gathered Poems.