Such a beautiful scene, as I look out my window,
Everything so peaceful, not even a echo.
The dominate color is white from the years first snow,
As the sun begins to rise, it reflects a blinding glow.
The white ice crystals, doing a balancing act, on the branches of The trees, As the temperature rises, they melt, and fall so free.
The birds taking turns, landing on the feeder with care, such small delicate bodies, to withstand the cold winter air.
The bright red cardinals, are the only bold color, my eyes can see,
As they sit on the deck, waiting their turn, keeping one eye on me.
There is a gold colored fox, across the creek, on the hill,
Such a beautiful creature, as he sits at the top so still.
I can hear a noise, the drip of water as the snow begins to melt away,
Enjoy the beautiful things you love in life, sooner or later they will fade.
Very true. This is the one and only life in this human form. Have a blast!
Good write. Yes even colors loose their shade under sun but still they all live and enjoy.
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The white ice crystals, doing a balancing act, on the branches of The trees, As the temperature rises, they melt, and fall so free. The birds taking turns, landing on the feeder with care, such small delicate bodies, to withstand the cold winter air. You have a great heart for nature.Wonderul descriptions o nature. so fine. Thank you. tony