Winter Nights
winter dreams
in cozy comforters
warm a soul
like lazy dog days
nature's artist paints
Jack Frost window panes
upon a winter's night
with a cold paint brush
intricate patterns of lace
etched snowflakes
silently model
in early morn's glory
awaken memories
of snowball fights
and sugar plums
on a starry winter's night
and moon beams glow magic
across meadow and hill
as I like in incubater warm
lie very still
©MyrtleThomas/10
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