A Winter Morning Poem by Laura Way
A Winter Morning
Icicles hanging from the window ledge, like jack frost’s crown.
Trees swaying in the frosty breeze, like old skeletons chattering.
Cars slipping on the icy roads, like ice skaters on a ice rink.
Snow crunching beneath my feet, like dried leaves in the autumn.
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
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