Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Winter Afternoon (Poem)

Just beyond 
the poinsettia,
outside the 
window pane,
a winter scene's
The snow 
has come again.

Fluffy little 
flakes of snow,
through the air,
like softest
goose down feathers;
the limbs,
no longer bare. 

Inside I'm warm
and cozy.
It's time to 
steep some tea.
I have a show
outside my window
winter's making 
just for me.

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