Winter Desert Fantasyland Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking along snow filled paths in the desert, beautiful to
see icicles dangling from arms of Saguaro cacti, looking
like bracelets of diamonds.

Barrel cacti, a cap of snow piled on their prickly heads and
prickly pear cacti with snow gently balanced on their red
little pear-shaped heads.

An Arizona desert in the winter is a wonderful fantasyland
filled with reflections of a once upon a winter in New Jersey;
memories are alike in some respects, yet totally different in
most instances.

Both so pretty when the sun is going down, sunsetting in a
colorful way, shining bright colors of sound down upon the
desert surface.

Colors reflected in the snow, being absorbed into it, it's
wonder and awe being elicited from this mere poet's curiosity
and intellect.