The Scent Of Winter Poem by Cecil (cj) Krieger

The Scent Of Winter



I could smell the sunlight
Fragrantly falling
Like a morning perfume
Over winter’s skin
Sinking into the pores of the earth
As it sped along its way

I watched as the trees
Lifted their noses into the air
And waved their arms about
Endlessly trying to reach the sky
As if to say
Good morning

Monday, October 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: morning,winter
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