Intriguing title. you captured winter so beautifully. I heart these types of poems :) reading this brought back memories of my older brothers and I playing in the snow... alas, those were the days...

"The joys of my youth
and the peace I have found
Most of all I remember
all the laughter that use to grow
Because as long as there's a winter
There will be voices in the snow"

...now they're grown up and moved away and I play with my younger brothers... its not the same but I remember the days...

"I hear voices in the distant"

I hear voices in the distance
^sounds better :)

I really liked the last stanza.
and I really liked the title.
it makes you want to read the poem.
may you be as happy as me :) ,
marjan

Once again ... you took me on a trip! Nice job.

Such a beautiful write.....

love Ann

Your poets heart unfurls itself willingly and lends its words to us to float and drift among our own words. Good work, I enjoyed your poem and look forward to more.