By Cynthia Sheridan
Winter birds on white wool snow. Fir trees trimmed in lace
Creatures curled in fur-lined nests as nightfall they embrace
Crunchy thumps, like a muted drum, from neighbors passing by
Briefly pierce the silence with their restless lullaby
Icy dewdrops drift and fall so gently on my face
A frozen moment, mine to keep . How sweet this hallowed place
Thanks Cynthia and Christine. Beautiful collaboration.
ReplyDeleteDelightful - thank you!
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