Jack Frost morning scratches richly
Snowflakes, a start to fall fitly
Take gander at the sky so blue
Sun spark so bril·liant·ly true
Evening white reflects calm 'n chill
Cold winds a blowing, quite and still
Clear hiber day with blinding light
Silver geese play, glistening bright
Nature her glory, completely
Rising cold weather, chortles, sweetly
Ooze with outright jubilation
Ride with passive isolation
Brilliant dusk settles over sky
Boasting in euphoria high
And peacefully spin, silent night
On magnificent winter, night site
© daniel miltz •
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