Cold Morning Poem by Sean Ewing
Cold Morning
Rating: ★5.0
Winter's cold grasp upon another morning
Ice crystals grasping barren branches
My breath suspended as misty fog
The sun peaking through the tops of the trees
Spilling an amber glow on the cold landscape
Like an angel flying too close to the ground
Tuesday, March 2, 2021
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4/24/2024 11:52:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes no doubt rays of sun in winter mornings are really an angelic walk. Well penned.